Good morning and welcome to another Poetry Corner! Please join me in welcoming back a regular, Donny Barilla! 🙂
Winter Breads by Donny Barilla
Long shadows protrude beneath the frozen winter skyline,
brown fields chaff the dirt fleece,
I rise with the yeasts of the somber chill, the somber breads,
without retort, I can hear the cardinal sing,
I gather my fishing pole, I gather my worms,
Alive now, in the brick house,
crooked shots sulk to the drafty dust,
I can see the glamorous glittering particles spread,
heavily, I crush the old mat into shapes of renewal,
tooling through the oven heat,
-breads tremor and invite.
Lighting a cigarette, I sip the steam off the coffee,
tossing the smoke in an upheaval,
the wooden floors shake to the miles away airplanes,
shelves rattle in pursuance,
sugar snips by corner and cupboard,
-tenderly we embrace the wild sunshine.
I clench the tattered apron and resurface in a toasted
neckline, flakes begin to fall, courting the waltz and sobbing sky.
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