Don’t count calories.
Savor silken pumpkin, tart
cranberries. Taste joy.
Thanksgiving – no time for diets
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Thanksgiving baking
Tempting smells – so strong
they nearly satiate the
appetite – drift by.
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We are all in search
of the quote that defines us.
Self in sentence form.
Yearning
Why this ache, an itch
no hand can scratch, a splinter
no tweezer can pull?
Comfort
Times like these, a hot
cup of tea, a soft blanket
is all that’s needed.
Regret
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
Thanksgiving – division of labor
They’ll watch football. We’ll
cook. Men and women. Hunters
and gatherers still.
Existence
Accomplishment is
a relative term. You live,
breathe, think. That’s enough.
Trust
Like a cracked eggshell,
once broken it cannot be
redeemed nor reforged.
Time saving dinner ideas
If every meal
were cereal, we’d all have
more hours in the day.
a haiku a day 