Morel Mushrooms

sacred secrets found forest treasures golden hued cracklin' frypan stew!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Babcock Avatar
May 14, 2016 at 11:54 AM
Love those mushrooms. Congrats on your poem being featured. love phyl
Rider Avatar
April 28, 2009 at 3:14 PM
Oh yum! I love these fresh 'shrooms! :::grin::: & thank you for your comments on my tribute poem..I love this place, there are so many wonderful people! ~Trudy
Reinke Avatar
March 30, 2009 at 9:56 AM
this is lovely and i love the great morel. thanks for checking me out too.
Higgins Avatar
March 24, 2009 at 4:47 AM
James, thank you so much for the awesome comments..have a great day.
Atanacio Avatar
March 23, 2009 at 9:39 AM
loved it--packed...:)
Esquire Avatar
March 23, 2009 at 9:13 AM
Dear Jim, As a chef I can relate I live on a Mountain and collect mushrooms for the restaurant There not as good as over an open fire Tasty Write Superb ALWAYS...HG
Shango Avatar
March 23, 2009 at 7:07 AM
This should be painted on a canvas for eyes to see the few words like a hand cradling a young butterfly. Love
Scripca Avatar
March 22, 2009 at 1:19 PM
You create a beautiful moment with so little words... I remember my childhood visits to the countryside when going with my grandpa to pick up wild mushrooms in the forests of the Carpathian Mountains. We would return home and put them on a wood burning stove top with salt in the middle...YUM!!! Beautiful times long gone :( Anyway, thank you for your comment. Love, iolanda
Lokken Avatar
March 21, 2009 at 9:53 PM
Sounds very good....I LOVE mushrooms....and thanks for all your comments. I work very late shifts, so it's hard sometimes, and takes a bit to catch up on my commenting....Best wishes, Sara:)
Devonshire Avatar
March 21, 2009 at 4:06 PM
Sounds yummy, James. When do we eat?
Gorelick Avatar
March 21, 2009 at 3:52 PM
The best! love the second line..I've always "chickened out" of gathering my own..just my luck Id poisen the whole gang.
Higgins Avatar
March 21, 2009 at 2:25 PM
This is brillant...I just love how you didn't show everything in this piece....well done.
Moreno Avatar
March 21, 2009 at 2:02 PM
Excellent haiku Jim, one for my favorites list. the imagery is outstanding. Forest treasure...indeed. golden hued delicacies that I love so much. It's that time to hunt for them here and I will think of this haiku when I eat some...Raul
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March 21, 2009 at 2:02 PM
Oh, how yummy! I love these things. Every year my sister and cousins get together and go hunting. They come back with buckets of them. I have never been but I love to fry them and savor every bite. Looking forward to that. Thank you for sharing. This is an awesome write, made me hungry though.LOL Smiles from Lolita
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