Panagiota Romios Poet Quatrain

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 May 1, 2021 at 3:30 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 May 1, 2021 at 4:42 PM PS..going over to see your Poem Panagiota Romios May 1, 2021 at 4:41 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 May 1, 2021 at 4:14 PM Hello Panagiota, i did a poem today. Titled. Di You Ever/ Hugs Darlene xx