Mothers and daughters talk, Recalling recipes from long ago, Of dishes made by women gone To the grave, God rest their soul. She, whose legacy is a recipe, Her generosity and skill lingers In minds as memorized by palates Like … Continue reading
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Tagged Cooks, Eclogue, Food, Gerald Finzi, Grave, Legacy, Lips, Palates, Poets, Recipe, Words
beware broken glass counterfeit stars, asphalt seas city darkness sleeps Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.
Two squirrels circle Round a constant oak, Chasing each other, Lovers in sunlight, Workers by dark night, Scaling trunks, hanging From branches, acorns And nuts to gather Before cold days collect, To the sound of the sky Falling, thump, thump, … Continue reading
What blooms remain To hold the cold In pure disdain Whose life consumes Past morn and thorn For them from wombs Paired-petaled lips Whisper to blur Harsh truths in sips Bouquet of mirth On air, beware Our tread on Earth … Continue reading
rolling in the night endless roads mile after mile unforeseen road blocks conveying precious cargo darkness pulls to light of day Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.
coordinated longitude and latitude gateway, playing songs Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.