Posted: August 13, 2015 in Poetry
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Cool morning air
 	streams through the open windows.
Somewhere nearby, a bird chatters endlessly
In the background, other birds
	carry on more decorous conversations
	discussing where the soil’s been dug up
	facilitating fast foods stops.
A baker’s dozen ears of corn from the farmer’s market
	sit waiting for me to cook them
	before packing the kernels into freezer bags.
Baby squash and eggplant are tonight’s sauté.
The apple cider doughnuts
	(NOT “donuts”, please)
	are our dessert.
For a treat, pile berries on them
	and top with cream whipped by hand
	only a dab of sugar added.


  1. moonskittles says:

    Amen to Doughnuts!! 🙂

  2. Scott says:

    Thanks for sharing.

  3. lolaWi says:

    what a lovely morning! thanks for sharing 🙂

  4. Maggie C says:

    Sounds wonderful! What time shall I come over for dessert?

  5. I can come for eggplant saute and apple cider doughnuts with berries and cream on Saturday. Couldn’t we have the corn too???

  6. julieallyn says:

    Delightful! Made me smile.

  7. Heather says:

    Are we all invited over for a Saturday? Sounds wonderful 🙂

  8. I love the idea of birds looking for fast food “where the soil’s been dug up” – a handy supply of easy-to-find worms and bugs.

  9. Mmm, doughnuts! Lovely, Janet – wonder if I can get to you by Saturday? 😉