Ode to an Onion - an art work by T Newfields

how your long, slender leaves
with waxy strands of green
curve down lazily
a bulbous base.

your olfactory overloads
of peppery, piquant pungence
prick my nostrils
with no sense of shame!

Exploring each layer
of your enigma
new questions confront me
such as
"How elegant
can vegetables be?""
"What does
being an onion actually mean?"

I laugh while chomping
on your bulging delight:
could philosophy possibly be more zingy?