crispy

crispy

crispy crispy

early morn

very early morn

not cold

crispy crispy

not tortilla crispy

or chip crispy

fall crispy

not pig skin crispy

fried fish fried chicken

crispy

an awakening

spring is long time comin

winter not far 

jack frost staked

claim

on shop shingles

windowpanes fogged 

droplets formed

crispy

crumpled newsprint

dried pinecones

one match

feed the flame

one small offering

another then another

heat begins to rise

warming

still crispy

fresh cup to warm

my inner self

much to do

today

the season is early

fruit trees need pruning

too crispy

slumber time is near

everything is crispy

air

flavor

clean air

how crispy makes

it better

a question for those

smarter than me

welcome 

change of seasons

resident geese 

loud and flighty

river runs calm

harvest time 

come and gone

one eyed cat

has come to claim

her place close

to the stove

fresh cup

a wounded rocker

roll one smoke one

fire up the stereo

el chalo y el lirola

sip o joe

the window

still open

making way for 

the crispy cold

of winter to come

crispy 

one could say

on this

a crispy day