Sunday, June 20, 2010
Oh What Buca Di Beppo Can Do With An Eggplant
ah...aubergine, melongene or brinjal take your pick, it doesn't matter the finished product I will binge all when chef coats it with his batter. Oh fruit of the nightshade so solemn you look in your purple skin but how you change for the grand parade to my table--can't wait to begin. tomatoes, basil...
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Saturday, June 12, 2010
The Mind Can See When The Eyes Cannot
Seeing-Eye Friend Sight is most beautiful to the one without when it comes from the heart of one who shares, whose joy is seeing what life's all about with clear sparkling eyes and a soul that cares for the one who has never seen with his eyes fantastic colors, hues, forms and shapes, the feathers...
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Monday, December 21, 2009
Grandma's Featherbed
A thick fluffy cloud I remember, a bank of down--temptation too strong, unexcelled luxury tempting me, calling me-- pleasant experiences to my mem'ry belong. No one could make the bed like my grandma. She was very fussy 'bout how it was done-- not just a chore but artistic achievement; the finished...
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Monday, December 14, 2009
There Will Be Music
What sounds of music seem to play behind the curtained windows here in the middle of the day? Is it castanets that beat with quick and even clapping matched by gypsy dancing feet? Or do you think that it might be Moonlight Sonata's strains I hear Beethoven's famous melody? A marching band? Calypso...
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Sunday, December 13, 2009
She's Back
Maybe she never really went away. We had a good little talk today, Hulda and I. After getting a glimpse of her from my car, I went looking for her on her turf and I could tell she was waiting for me. She wanted me to meet her new beau, but he was a bit shy and quickly scatted down into the forest...
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