The pasta gets a little sticky, The second you take it out of the pot. The violin is playing in tribute to my enthusiasm in the kitchen. The tap drips incessantly while, The radiator creaks to attention. The tie is not as fond of the pasta as the pot. The leftover pasta is left toContinueContinue reading “Playing With Words: The Pasta”
Category Archives: Poetry
Hayride
We sipped hot cider On an old tree trunk As dusk masked the browning of the grass. No cars for miles Not even a taxi But a scarecrow aloft Done up like a witch. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Time To Move On
The old year is done Time to move on to new things With a hopeful heart. Dree (c) 2015
Scarf: A Haiku
I went to the mat I fought for my worthiness The scarf kept me warm. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Lavender and Raspberry Letters
She walked Through the theater Smelling of lavender And hoping To find her purpose. She saw the sign At the end Of the room In raspberry letters, “EXIT”. Maybe the lavender Made her heady, Bold, brave, Whatever. But, “EXIT” Was the wrong direction. One by one, Until there were only two, The raspberry letters FadedContinueContinue reading “Lavender and Raspberry Letters”
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