Open Poetry #46 |
blowing on life's spoon (inspired by Alison" |
steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
I didn’t have the chicken to put into my soup Or the broth in which to place it I’ll dream of waking up at 2 AM And smile at life and face it Someone dear once said to starve the pain I’d eventually have to face it once again So life and living come to me My soup is getting cold, I see For no longer do I need to blow upon my spoon |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
There is much to the broth in this one... in particualar, that final sip. Thank you for sharing such a worthy meal. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
::smiles:: nice |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
Andrew, appreciate your reading and giving such a warm review Uriah, thank you, thank you, thank you. very kind comments |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Steavenr, They sell some really good canned chicken soup at the supermarket. You should try it. There's more that one way to cook a chicken. Bobby |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Waking up at 2am, i can relate to that one. "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
Bobby, Think I will pass on the supermarket soup suggestion (as this write is really not about chickens or soup in any form.) Thank you for reading...I do appreciate that. Prasad, Appreciate your comments on 2 AM, but that is purely from Alison's write...she deserves the kudos for that...thank you for stopping by |
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