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divine poem pie

we write poems: prompt 22 what’s for dinner? poetic meal served this week
three word wednesday: hint, lust, sheen; photo: twinkle little star, reverie143, flickr

steamy the hours of cognizance
a blistery bright warm fire shining
tiny tethered stars sublime
conscious creation commences

starting from scratch, these
floaty feathered delicate delights
twirl their enchantment
in and out about and around my
favored zoetic white morning cup
bold black coffee crowded

fertile fingers follow
point and click, highlighting
reading reciting and deleting
the roman font ingredients
piled high heaped in a
chocolate brown ceramic bowl

savor the suspicious
a tale of temptation
rage and rapture taste delightful
moving through the mind
making marvelous sifting spices
effortless mingle aromatic array

always adding a this or that
imagination floured and flounced
the sheen of exploratory exaggeration
the rigid recipe quietly chirps

humming handiwork
nearing done
gentle caring hands
caress the cavorting colors
pouring perfect baking bliss
a little laughter nuzzles with lust
silent the blushing browning crust

nearing another hour the eyes close and conceptualize. through an open window light appears a break of clouds the sun returns. savor the blue scent of an early morning sky. the air is cool with the hint of fall that hangs lightly just outside the door.

**zoetic [cool word] being animately existent**

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14 thoughts on “divine poem pie

  1. Tilly, I’m also with you. I read ALL your poems aloud, did y’all know that?

    This is the best recipe yet. Brain food that tastes like chocolate cheesecake but is good for you!

    Thx for visiting me, Pie, and I’ll be back soon for another helping! Amy Barlow Liberatore

  2. the rigid recipe quietly chirps
    Love that line and many more. I read it out loud too–thank the commenters for that and it was wonderful!!!!
    Thank you so much for all your encouragement. It means a lot

  3. it’s funny but i never read aloud… it’s always internal like a screen in my mind… so ok i tried it… scary… don’t ask me why… maybe it will take time..

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