Spirituality is the seasoning to our meat-and-veg of material life, Sage. Black-eyed peas remind us to be careful what we feed our souls on - apart from the decoy of garnish! May you continue to challenge our dietary habits for the next 366 days at least. Love always, Kulinary Kate xx
I have never eaten black eyed peas...I don't think we have them here?? but after reading your very good poem and reading the comments I am going to try to get some to try.Have an awesome New Year!
Love from Kay...p.s. last three lines of your poem... very deep and very good!
You are right about that. Seems to me the rabbit gets the short end of the luck stick and the Irish in me finds a four leaf clover a little more user friendly. Still working on the swallow but making progress. Patrick
Thought you were talking about the musical group. I achieved serenity today, and warded off the evil eye by using my talisman of choice, no black-eyed peas, eaten or listened to, just turned off the TV and Computers and communed with nature. That is what I call serenity.
Sage, this is good with the great symbolism I've come to expect from you. I really appreciate ther way the themes re repeated in the first and second stanzas. Good economy of words/
‘I have to go back soon,’ says Adam one afternoon. Yes, I know he has to go back soon. He has to go back to London and to his job and his apprenticeship. He has taken the maximum number of days leave – he has taken his entire Summer holiday in the Sp
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Love from Kay...p.s. last three lines of your poem... very deep and very good!
Love,
Deborah
May 2012 prove to be the best year yet!!!!
Love and hugs,
Amber
happy new years, sage ...
starman
Chip Bergeron