Warm Bread Poem by James Timothy Jarrett
Warm Bread
Oh, bread of mine
So enticing
Warm yeast rising
Brown crust darkening
Tender white
And steaming hot
From the oven
Comes my desire
Waves of heat
Barely seen
Yet Still waving
Pouring off of
Fresh cut slices
There you sit
My soft warm pleasure
Hot and waiting for my butter
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: food
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Stolen right from under my wife's pen
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