Wish I Could Sew – A Poem

I wish I could sew, O don’t you know. Stubbin’ my noggin, To thread a bobbin. Notions, ideas with darted plans, Patterns origami to my hands. Admire seamstresses my friend, Unsung expertise in fabric land. Therefore, measure me thimbles, Of applique sequined syllables, To pin poorly rhymed metres, Of inappropriate metaphors, Into A-line of hauteContinue reading “Wish I Could Sew – A Poem”

Ice Cream Delight? – A stream of Unconscious poem

French vanilla cookies ‘n cream cabbage flavored chocolate chip Mondays Rocky road heavenly mint hash tangy tomato Tuesdays. What more can be said of watercress waffle walnut Wednesdays or Butter pecan licorice garlic horseradish bacon ice cream Thursdays or daring dried kale rhubarb scented sprinkles on syrupy radish Sundaes – unusual sweet sensations with aContinue reading “Ice Cream Delight? – A stream of Unconscious poem”