Sunday, June 30, 2013

Which is the first meal, the last poem for this Sunday?

As just mentioned, peanut butter & Seville Orange Marmalade on some fabulous chewy bread.  The poem?

Here is it published in Bay Times, June 27 - July 10, 2013

WORDS FOR PRIDE

Some words slip
off the tongue
all satin & sassy.
Some, proud & elegant.
Some shy, wistful.
Others, confident as sea
splayed upon sand.
Same is true of body
with body, luxuriating.
This deliciousness
has no need for words,
for clothes.
Doesn't exclude lust
or love.

Happy, celebratory Pride Parade Sunday!   & congrats to Betty Sullivan, Co Publisher, Editor Bay Times & Community Grand Marshall of Pride Parade.

1 comment:

  1. "It would be lovely of course
    to know you had discovered a secret
    folded within the leather pocket
    and had the courage to leave it as is."

    He signed the note with a flourish
    and directed a young boy to run quickly
    back to the neighboring village
    and bring the note to his friend on the square.

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