Recipe
Johnny Mathis sings, /
“Blue Christmas.” In the oven, /
your cranberry bread. /
I follow your recipe /
and breath the rich scent of you.
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Loaves
Six loaves a leaping /
Cranberries and pecans /
Taste the holidays.
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Bread
Cranberry bread, baked /
in the fall of the fall, tart /
taste of holidays.
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Sometimes
Sometimes, you must dough /
What you knead to dough. /
Then you roll with it.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #pun #humor #dough #knead #oldnorthknoxville #bread #davidebooker
Photo from 083015
Haiku from 083021
Toast to the muses /
High and low, who grace the Earth /
With bread, wine, and song.
The programmer’s wife tells him: “Run to the store and pick up a loaf of bread. If they have eggs, get a dozen.”
The programmer comes home with 12 loaves of bread.
Filed under Monday morning writing joke
The programmer’s wife tells him: “Run to the store and buy a loaf of bread. If they have eggs, get a dozen.”
The programmer comes home with 12 loaves of bread.
Filed under Monday morning writing joke
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