Thursday, March 1, 2018

a small poem for March first

Ode to Poached eggs and toast

I do like a glass of wine
and I do like a square of dark chocolate
and I’d love an artichoke
or fresh papaya, but
what I do have -
fresh eggs
are awfully good
on Dave’s Killer bread
toasted and buttered
the yoke oozing all over
and down my throat.