Tag: food poetry
His Name Was Biscuit
Pressed between fingers. A crunch… at once a softness. Buttery like you.
Sugar tang plus salt Bite it and don’t ask questions When on the island…
Love with all I’ve got Maybe sometimes too much so ‘Beef frank, ev’ry thing’
When I Was Given Lemons
Let lemons harden. Sour will remain in tact. Turned to ornaments.
(1) Check pesto for nuts. (2) Pine over aromas. Stir. (3) Top salmon and rice.
Sweet, ripe fruit of love All things spoil at some point Gentle love hurts most
Dr. Einstein’s Bagels
Eczema treatment Gluten, so happen‘s the cause “No bagel—thank’s doc.”