Earthen soil covers the ground
as the campfire crackles with that
sparling sound.
The sky twinkles with stars like
tiny little glow bugs.
The sky blankets its love with warm
summer hugs.
A breeze so gently whispers and so not in vain.
The creation of God is so beautiful as
He's calling my name.
To explore new paths and trails and
outdoors run so free.
I remember the campsite I shared
it with thee.

We need more patience
Excitement
An array of food eludes
Prelude to a kiss
At his glance
Strawberry of love
essence

Earthly food cleanser
rinse
Better planning
The host appetizers
Little bites big mouths
Love commanding
Kiss worth
Still crying at birth
Food date
masquerading__

So much posting
postprandial
She is cordial
somnolence.

Your best foods in
France

Love and marriage petit four

The finest ingredients
La pour

Marriage to be obedient

"Patience is a Virtue"

Like a Professor of food,
it's so deliciously

She's the artist melts
and blends
artsy fruity deviant

"Painting the Marriage"
what colors
would you use?

Everything alive
The fruit stays fresh
Changes after awhile
Like your marble tile
The fruit that once was
Big teeth smile
Now got slightly
bruised
and you threw it

Kinda shabby chic used
A love sometimes
not to digest
So spoiled like a pest

A + love so valent.

Like a science within us,
food so good
is desirable
Woodsy Robin Hood

Rich man poor man
Marriages hit the fan
But food talent.
So Lucent
With delicate style
of patience
Our Galley Kitchen Spices

He's like the tycoon of
the magnet

Your eyes sleepy
"Racoon"

Like a magnification of love

He's the Baron with the
richest herd

of sheep's

Your digestion tryptophan

Roses all over the quilts
"I love you"

Being a sweet potato
your marriage

Gold ticket of casserole's
winner lotto

Food significant
deep thought

like the movie role
you're finished

Science the anatomy
perished

The apples of
cider spiced
chilled

More advice
"Applique"
how it's written

is it true?
Or mystique with
magnification

Hot food steams
like a furnace,
different

flavors of taste
The smells come
Strong with intensity

What marriages like
demolition of guilty
breakdown
Breakdown of food less fat
and the right calories

Art shows vibrant galleries
She is cooking up a storm
In her Galley
There she is racing
Mrs.Mustang Sally
Accountant of food
Mr. Tally or Dr. Love
Dr. Who competition
Who knew

Antique art Risque
So divine
things hold low down

He's looking up traffic
moves with shapes
Graphic
The pears divine
Apple pink lady tree
It groves like a
Honeybee how it
(Stings) with mystery
The history of historical cars
Bentleys don't break
my Brooklyn bridges
Variety page of
food mixed
with
Clarrisa & Chutney

But the stars just stay so
Movie Robert Downey
"City of Soho"
**-Oh! No

Marriages come and Divorce's
that once were

Those frequent traveler
to "Rome"
once bare he sees me
there

You breathe out to take another
breath help me

Who is out there to listen

We need to light up
Eiffel Tower to glisten

All you see are new
births to
have and to hold

Everything feels out
of touch but the food is hot

But it's like the time of
depression shot

You keep shredding
more tears still

eating jolly the fine bites
of "Holly"
Jolly Mustang Sally
Parrot Miss Polly
Marriages of food diary
Zen of Topiary
Love to be kissed
with food for thought
Nothing more than love
Cook workout to be sought

Those abdominal crunches
no belly

Apple sparling Sipp
Organic

More marriages built
with love gigantic
Ships for lovers
Titanic

Love became an
assignment

Your quite the product
so regimented

An exotic smell
women's scent
The sense of
Realism present
The soul our heart
Prism
Another soul takes over
Food of empowerment
to address in the kingdom
Wat too much food wasted
And the war goes on with
terrorism
Our futurism
More food and strength
to build this world
Again at birth

Radiating and sparkling food will always be
Energy ;ike no other striking

It was midnight on a Sunday
Above the dark beautiful sky
Scattered bright sparling glasses
That shone beautifully from above

The moon's glow was so bold
Its rays penetrated smoothly in the forest
And the green leaves reflected the extra light
Making the scene more beautiful to the sight

At the far end of the forest
There appeared an urgly dark cloud
A huge red glow followed immediately
Things were happening so fast

Everything got worsened by the Swift blowing wind
Leaves were turned to black
The tree trunks were glowing red
And the environment was getting more hotter

It all started with a cigarette glow
Then came a conc dark smoke,
A huge flying red glow
And now we're counting losses of homes

Last night's luna moon
This morning's garish sun

Guadalupe as I'm sitting
Green this motherly one

Have to fix my glasses
I am no James Joyce

Women with lovely *****
California's Josiah Royce

The Left Coast is quite curious
I lived in Santa Rosa

Reagan, Nixon, spurious
San Francisco knows ya

Balboa park all sunlit
Stuck in Lodi again

Tahoe sparling snowshine
Am I now a has been?

   California Dreaming
          Windmills
           muy bien.

falling from the sky. I dissolve
as I touch the bottom. I wanted to be
a sunbeam so, I can shine. Dancing between
the clouds, cutting up the sky and dripping
strawberry wine.

I’m an ice-crystal
with points prickly as a thistle. I wanted
to be sparling as a diamond. But I turned out
thin as a *****.

I'm powder dust
blowing as a sneeze, showering the earth
in a blizzard of broken branches. I wanted to be
lightening in flashes so, I can crack up the sky. Split
the moon with my hide.

with pretty faces
cleft chins
and wide tooth grins
with sparling eyes
that hypnotize
wear pretty clothes
drive pretty fast cars
have manicured nails and yards
tell pretty jokes
that make us laugh
and flatter folks
have marbled baths
and house maids
that scrub their toilets
and put out the trash
work out in gyms
to show off their bulging biceps
and sixpacks
flash their credit cards
at five-star restaurants
order champagne
clams on the half-shell
and lobster from Maine
give me migraines
those pretty boys
like their toys
and Netflix
their refrigerator is empty
but their desk drawers are full
with pictures of pretty chicks
and bottles of Advil
those pretty boys
the ones that are so bubbly
to me are only ugly

Philosophy as poetry
So thought Wittgenstein

Poetry with metaphor
Like sacred bread and wine

I was in Vienna once
Three days in sparling snow

St. Stephansdom up above
Me solo below

Almost like a fairy tale
The Brothers Grimm might know

Love is patient and kind
But human beings are not
1 prayer for Ry
2 hopes for Scott

Star Trek. Exoplanets.
Dream of other worlds
The Space Coast in Florida
You should see the girls!

Wandering Daoist Hermits
Silent is the Way
Drifting toward death
My sons: callooh! callay!

Jerusalem was brown
Tel Aviv was blue
Vienna was sparling snow
You and I not-two

                  Sophia U.