• elegant moon

    elegant moon
    shining brightly room to room
    simply spun to stare would stun
    soon tomorrow rising sun
    blond as beach bleached in strands
    hot sand extend the curve and bend
    humid air cool a savage scorch
    timid synthetic awning cover porch
    rolling fire pit throw fit
    the torrid sun sizzle sidewalk grit
    the fault a steamy assault
    concrete crack with skill
    the truant trudge of tired will
    smelt melt
    in rubber sole expel
    burnt umber the color encumbered
    dark that isn’t pale

    luc-warm to boiling
    the pot too hot to grip the lid
    of handling
    the soup is of good stock
    lady lifting ladle languish
    in haste the taste like paste
    bland don’t waste the rest
    say grace to grimace grumbling
    bumble bee is comfort
    peas and carrots tender
    crumble
    catch a fish on a hook
    heart rendering
    feed loved one roasted onion
    and potato
    alone mutter
    saffron rice black tea on ice
    wonder
    apron strings preserve such thing
    the fruit will bring love
    a family toast a twinge
    then back on the road again
    I’ll give you what I can
    always been a fan
    what’s cooking in the pan
    biscuit for your apple butter jam.

  • regardful of the past

    you were a million little girls
    they dressed you up in cuffs and ribbons
    an Arbor Day celebration
    offered in a dilapidated treehouse

    insightful sleek musician
    regardful of the past
    responsible decision
    as marked by years of wisdom
    consider all the witness
    in the fitness of an hourglass

    surely purely cure the vow
    do not kill a baby chick
    never eat a cow

    cook the root vegetables
    stewed fresh fruit in jars
    mango is delectable
    as is the sweetest peach
    remote-all your prayer and preach

    and if you need a meat
    beans are firm and sweet
    good hearts good hearts regards
    I love you
    for the older days
    and happy is
    a most unusual bond

    first
    important step
    as romaine is a God
    I’ll have you know
    that the cigarette
    is no more air to charm
    for we are all one God
    to find ones self most fond.

  • when

    when the painting keeps you from fainting
    paintbrush in the hand
    hand me down from mama
    and the intrepid man
    slight of hand
    onions around the lamb
    makes me feel so humble
    truth is that I can
    right the wrongs of stumble
    across the crooked land
    cook for me a summer feast
    sweet the orange yam
    counterfeit a smile
    for everything I am
    to look on till tomorrow
    for love is felt more than
    the swelter of a lie
    may helpers never die
    remembered Queenie’s apple pie
    a flaky a crust am I.