The sun—
a favorite poetic theme,
spread its honey-gold jam
over the lightly toasted ravine,
with the far crusty edge trimmed off
by a serrated muddy creek.
What better way
to take the first bite of day?
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Spread that metaphor!
great write pat
clever but also accurately observed
love it
thats a good poem that makes me hungry
What wonderful imagery...loved this Pat!
mmm lovely breakfast indeed
Wonderful! we miss out on these lil details.
Thanx for stopping by & commenting on "PLEASE"...
wow, delightful!
I agree :)
a great contribution for your garden of fire! :)
Indeed! A lovely start to the day.
Delicious!
Can pass some of the toast and jam over? It's mostly moldy skies here. :)
Greta one Pat. Enjoyed it.
No better way.
Nothing ordinary about your poetry here--like you say, the sun has been done to death as a poetic theme, but I would bet no-one ever wrote about it this way!
SO, it seems you have done the impossible here--and made it look easy, too!
As usual...for you...
Brilliant and beautiful Pat, loved it!
mmm the first bite of day? I like mine before I get out of bed! lol..
S'lovely!
cheers!
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