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AprilDawn May 2014
Gently shake
that sauce
if you
have a care
the ceiling
needs no spice
the curtains
look so nice
when they are
devoid of flavor.
A dinner scene at my home with my parents and daughter  one Sunday meal  in  2005 .Mom asked  if  someone could pass the soy sauce.So Dad did, and  loosened the cap first.She did not notice  that ...
AprilDawn May 2014
Sunshine dapples
  through
newly formed leaves
subtle breezes
stage
shadow puppet theater
all across
the neighbor's siding
to our  cozy
  room
with  a view
Everyday  happenings  are poetry. Look out your window, walk   down the street  ...life  all around you  begs for  written immortality  ,no incident  too casual .May2014
AprilDawn May 2014
Riding lawn mower
**** trimmers
sit idly in the repair shop
again
this Spring
while sweet sunshine
soaks in the leaky skies
crazy growing grass
tall enough  
for our  Lily cat
to  reprise her
daily
king of the jungle
role
wearing
a dandelion crown.
I swear  the lawn equipment  needs  in the shop every time  the grass begins to grow again ! May 2014
AprilDawn May 2014
lace collar clouds
poised above a
creamy  blue pastel sky
feel the sun gaze longingly
at the crystalline landscape necklace
draped over winter's chilled
bare neck
pinning the horizon
with icy  fingers .
This past February had a few days of   icy  artwork  all over  our world, it came with  awe inspiring   blue  skies. Poem written in Feb 2014.
AprilDawn May 2014

Written in May 2014. Saw  these  stunning   red  hibiscus plants at Sam's Club the other week  and it took me back  to the one we lost   almost a decade ago.
AprilDawn May 2014
sanctuary
so far removed
from daily chaos
in a dimly lit atmosphere
occasionally punctuated
with  bright faces
laden down with
movable feasts
our eventual escape
finally came into  view
a glimmer of  hope
slid in  next to us
tipping fortune’s favor  
onto our plates.
My daughter and I  wanted to leave   our  extended family by  2006, we were longing for  our own time, space and adventure. Many hours were spent in  local  eateries    making our getaway  plans.
AprilDawn May 2014
Allegiance

Hot biscuit of cheesy pleasure
come hither
I shall greet you with parted lips,
lust apparent in every cell.
don't shy away-
for you are mine alone
to savor ,
this  achingly empty basket
soon awaits my
lonely countenance.
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Laine G and I   shared a common love  of   Red Lobster cheese  biscuits   ,  after a visit to the doctor  ,  my   friend was told her cholesterol was too high, and she would have to  cut way back  - I  wrote this for  her  :
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Sworn Enemy

Cheese- riddled biscuit denial
discs from Hell
demand my unwavering allegiance
no more
for only in my dreams
are you innocent.
I wanted to tag these  poems" explicit" ! Love of  food  can be just  that ,  as well  as,  being told  you can't have it anymore...
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