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Eating and Poetry

EATING... A chore, I do not like. It interrupts my quilling! To eat, I am most unwilling. I'd rather recite poetry at a mike. French coffee, my love, divine. Yes, cinnamon and whipped cream. Now that's a poet's aromatic dream. In a golden mug, visually fine. Dont dare call me lazy or unproductive! For in waves or romance, my heart lives. With poetry, something, valuable to give. These are my words, hopefully,instructive. 5/1/2021 ~2~

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 5/1/2021 3:30:00 PM

Hello Panagiota, It would be hard to create poetry and eat at the same time. I know I would find it hard to do it. Eat first then create poetry. Hugs Darlene xx

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/1/2021 4:42:00 PM

PS..going over to see your Poem

Panagiota Romios
Date: 5/1/2021 4:41:00 PM

Hello Darlene Yes hard to do at one time! I never eat first. You know I am strange.)) to say the least. Thanks, Pangie xx

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/1/2021 4:14:00 PM

Hello Panagiota, i did a poem today. Titled. Di You Ever/ Hugs Darlene xx