Six and done

Six and done

A Poem by Jon Roggie

Let me see.
  Light the grill.
     Potatoes take awhile.

Season the chicken,
  and chop some veggies.
    All fresh,
      should taste right.


Couple of hours pass,
  dinner looking good.

Six bites in,
  and sound of choking starts.

False alarm.

Look at my plate,
  while it grows cold.

Once again,
   done.

© 2015 Jon Roggie


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much to say..yet, all I will say..is.. was here and read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

9 Years Ago

I sound like I am whining. How can you explain the moment?
Renée

9 Years Ago

No..it doesn't sound whinny..

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Added on March 29, 2015
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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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