potatoes | a poem in my pocket

giving thanks

16 Nov 2021 17 Comments

cold turkey thaws in filled sink,

every year bigger butterball bird;

add honey ham to feed multitude

by marriage, births, or invitation.

gathered ingredients weeks ahead

cheesy baked corn aroma wafts up

daughter-in-love will make pies or

dinner rolls to bring to feast while

grandma feels a bit overwhelmed by

her family blessings and potato skins;

wipes tearful prayers on fresh apron.

10 Aug 2020 16 Comments

Joining Victoria Slotto and dVerse poets in the garden…

robin dips in birdbath

tiller turns black loam
to plant potatoes early

sugar-snap peas on fence
deep red geraniums in pots

pick peppers and ripest
tomatoes for pint jars
of homemade salsa

memories embedded in
rubber palm, fabric back
of mom’s garden gloves

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People wake…hungry
Rumbling tummies of children
Ovens to bake bread
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Domestic chickens…
Eggs whipped for morning omelet
Side of potatoes

In this acrostic senryu, notice vertical word, PROVIDES, and connecting word, OVID (egg). http://www.centerfreshgroup.com/responsibility/international-partners/

planting potatoes

bury in ground (like a grave)

wait…green sprouts will rise