There are days that songs are stifled on a weary and hoarse throat. Notes no longer glide softly - raking leaves strewn across a barely littered lawn; their butterfly wings hung up in the wait for another sunny day.
There are nights that stars squander their luminescence on unappreciative lovers roaming listlessly by on a moonlit shore their brilliant points curl up in vain hope of another cloudless night.
There are mornings that sizzle on the stove that sparkle sweet tangy-ness hands clasping across the table reliving life's love-filled moments a warmth in the kitchen reflects fervent esteem done up in various colours for each new morning.
To me love fills the air in a kitchen, after all fond memories come back at times while cooking up food. Makes me think back to when my grandmother was still around. Her country cooking was so good. Fondness of her memory still lingers. This is tugging, wonderful write
Thanks kindly, Starr. I can feel the warmth of these memories. We don’t have much kitchen fellowsh.. read moreThanks kindly, Starr. I can feel the warmth of these memories. We don’t have much kitchen fellowship these days and must create new ones for the next generations. 👍🏻🕊🙏🏻
3 Months Ago
This is so true, I am trying to teach my son that now while he is young.
3 Months Ago
Good stuff! All the best. And may your kitchen flourish 👍🏻🕊
To me love fills the air in a kitchen, after all fond memories come back at times while cooking up food. Makes me think back to when my grandmother was still around. Her country cooking was so good. Fondness of her memory still lingers. This is tugging, wonderful write
Thanks kindly, Starr. I can feel the warmth of these memories. We don’t have much kitchen fellowsh.. read moreThanks kindly, Starr. I can feel the warmth of these memories. We don’t have much kitchen fellowship these days and must create new ones for the next generations. 👍🏻🕊🙏🏻
3 Months Ago
This is so true, I am trying to teach my son that now while he is young.
3 Months Ago
Good stuff! All the best. And may your kitchen flourish 👍🏻🕊
Hopeful dance of words and thoughts my dear friend. We must go forward without fear of failure. Seek joy over sadness. Thank you dear friend for sharing the wonderful poetry.'
Coyote
Posted 3 Months Ago
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3 Months Ago
Thanks Coyote! If there is hope then there is room for a dance of joy. Seeking!
Freds.
In the overall picture, nothing matters other than love. You touched a nerve. I shed a tear. Fine poetry Freds.
Chris
Posted 3 Months Ago
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3 Months Ago
Sigh, it can be like that at times and we draw strength and comfort in life’s little 🎁 gifts. T.. read moreSigh, it can be like that at times and we draw strength and comfort in life’s little 🎁 gifts. Thanks Chris. Warmest greetings and thanks,
Freds.
Too often the little thing of beauty go unnoticed and unappreciated while we are caught up in other things we think more important are attended to. Loss of such moments do not return and are lost forever
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3 Months Ago
Such a sad truth indeed, the foreverness of something lost that could have held so much beauty and v.. read moreSuch a sad truth indeed, the foreverness of something lost that could have held so much beauty and value. Thanks for putting in what’s worth more than a couple of cents, friend.
….socially awkward poet. Childhood stammerer… intentionally driven to writing rather than speaking. And yes, that’s where that vibe is sourced… so your kindness is truly, ge.. more..