The leathery hand grasping yours As you clutch the soft damp corn tortilla Layering it with thin slices of dimpled bound Spinets of dappled lit sunrise hued cheese The scent of pulled from the earth Outer wrapping of the leek growing long and sleek And the thought memory evoking spice of lemon basil Warmed andContinue reading “Sensualities of breakfast”
Category Archives: poems about food
white witch poured in coffee
having that morning cup of coffee that does not fare with me well but I am drawn to the essence of the things that dwell for when I drink the hallucinogenic state prevails the unlocking of sleep and aware of death for into plagues of the unknown and indiscreet come with the cream of sweetContinue reading “white witch poured in coffee”
GnAw
I gnawed on bones this morning for breakfast Sometimes a gal just has to gnaw Get to the gristle of things I am a meat eater But I like the cartilage The sinew of things Getting past the meat and to what holds things together It’s kind of like digging into the soil past theContinue reading “GnAw”
Broccoli
Broccoli is sweet Broccoli is neat I like to sweep it Off its feet If I could dance with my head In the cloud Broccoli would be the One I would Allow To be My Dance partner As we shift To and from Making it snow Below The people would glance Far above And wonderContinue reading “Broccoli”
The Asparagus
The asparagus are talking I told them not to stare In false digression I thought they didn’t care But can you Really believe Someone With a thorn shape on their sleeve How many times scorned Were they when held from above The tub of boiling water Now who is beginning to stew I wanted themContinue reading “The Asparagus”
asparagus
Asparagus make me feel like dancing A tall slender stalk with a head of green Still in curlers Ready for a night of moon lit romance Dancing in the pool of silvery streams against the straws that warm my feet I hear the rustling of my tightly draw slip weave through the rushes of myContinue reading “asparagus”