...THAT SIDE DISH...THE ONE HOLDING THE 'CRUMBS' THAT SHE JUST COULDN'T DIGEST? EVENTUALLY...IT GETS FULL...THERE'S NO MORE ROOM FOR ANY MORE 'CRUMBS'...AND THEN?...SHE EMPTIES IT AND STARTS ALL OVER AGAIN! SAD BUT TRUE; UNTIL SHE GETS RID OF THE 'REASON' FOR THE DISH, SHE'LL ALWAYS HAVE A 'NEED' FOR IT. WELL DONE, BRYNN...AND JUST HOW DID I MISS THIS ONE?! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
I like this Poem! A Lot! Adding Cooking imagery I can so relate too Bren, I loveee ccoking and writing! We must combine both, let the seasonings marry till their flavor is enhanced! Then shAred! Sad poen but this happens! Hope More Woman ariund to GROW away from it!
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What a good description of a dysfunctional relationship. Makes me think of a documentary I saw some years ago about a woman married to man with bipolar disorder. Great poem!
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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Regis