Cona Adams Poet Free verse

Biscuits and Gravy

Seniors in our town
gather at Hardy’s
on Wednesday mornings
over biscuits and gravy
to ruminate on life
as they’ve met it head on
as they’ve faced it with hope
as they’ve lived it with courage
as they forecast its future
in dread and fear
	for their offspring.

They joke and laugh
as coffee flows downward
and embrace new promise
in the here and now, as tummy fills
with yesterday’s toasty comfort,
	hot biscuits and gravy.

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Robert Nehls June 24, 2017 at 6:44 AM Hi Cona. Biscuits and gravy must be soul food. Nice poem, my friend..... Robert. Cona Adams June 25, 2017 at 7:56 AM Thank you, Robert. Yes, it is soul food in the south. Growing up on the farm, we always had a cow, and pigs. Mother made biscuits every morning for breakfast. The milk from the cow made wonderful gravy, when it was made in the same skillet where you fried the ham.

Carol Eastman April 5, 2017 at 12:06 PM Here it Friday morning, a coffe brunch at McDonalds... With friends all around. Enjoyed your poem... Good memories. Cona Adams April 9, 2017 at 6:57 AM Yes, it's the "friends all around" that enhances the coffee. Our local poetry group met for years on Tuesday evenings at Hardee's. Thanks for the visit, Carol. All the best to you.

Doug Vinson March 24, 2017 at 2:38 PM Well done, Cona! : ) You are a good observer and communicator - this is an excellent, pleasurable read. A fairly universal scene, I think, with some deep truths - that perception of younger generations (heh). Cona Adams March 25, 2017 at 7:04 AM Thanks for the visit, Doug. It's always encouraging to receive positive reactions from other poets. Blessings to you.

Connie Marcum Wong February 23, 2017 at 8:26 PM Your poem brought back warm memories of sharing biscuits and gravy with family years ago. So enjoyable! Thank you. 7 ; ) Cona Adams February 24, 2017 at 7:02 AM Yes, sharing memories of childhood pleasures is one of the things I enjoy most. I'm working on a book, "Sharecropper's Daughter," which I hope to publish later this year. it's full of memories, both good and bad. Haven't found a publisher yet. That's the difficult part of writing. For that reason, I love PoetrySoup. Thanks for the interaction here.

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 27, 2017 at 1:47 PM Wonderful poem, Cona. I love the subject matter as much as the poetry. This went well w/the soup today. Ty for sharing. Lovely perspective poetry. May love light your path always. Cona Adams January 27, 2017 at 5:16 PM Thank you, Freddie, for stopping by to read. And, thanks for the encouraging comments. All the best.

Ilene Bauer January 27, 2017 at 1:23 PM you are a breath of fresh air, cona! thank you for giving me something to smile about this morning... Cona Adams January 27, 2017 at 5:51 PM Thank you Irene. Good to hear from you again. Blessings to you. Have a great weekend.

Sunlite Wanter January 27, 2017 at 11:57 AM I went with a friend of mine to a group like this in East Texas. What fun! It's lunchtime now, and I feel I've just had biscuits and gravy! Cona Adams January 27, 2017 at 5:20 PM Thank you so much sunlite. Always glad to hear from another souper. Think I'll pop over and return the favor. All the best.