Notes About The Poem
While cooking breakfast, saw the sun rise out my kitchen window..Torn between cooking and finishing breakfast or go to the porch to see the color display..Sara
A Cook
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Cook _
Ham
Sizzling,
Biscuits baked
Eggs boil, grits bubble
Sunrise casting magenta
Charcoal clouds that float in from Gulf of Mexico
Desire to write the sunrise down; trapped by duty, obligation, or is it pure love.
In honor of Brian Strand:
Show me/ don't tell
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