Talking Too Much

(A Dizzy Blonde Sedoka)



                     Its hard to admit that you like 
          cinnamon and cloves in your coffee or tea 
                    (once in a while)

         I get that shudder and look, gasp

         Wondering if I will find an overlooked Walnut 
                              or Chestnut tree, 
           that the City has not condemned to death

             So what, if the street becomes messy

                  Why mess with a natural thing?

           Some people are always altering things
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Kendrick Avatar
November 4, 2023 at 2:53 AM
I like this one. I am a rural dwelling person, but I have seen it on a few tv shows how the city will condemn a tree which is sad. Years ago, we had a black walnut tree in our yard, and I do agree that the wrappings on the nuts were very messy, but the nut within when once they were cracked and picked out was wonderful. Daddy would work hard to do that task so mother could make a cake with black walnut divinity frosting. Thanks for sharing this one and for dropping by my page. Sara K
Herrick Avatar
November 4, 2023 at 10:33 AM
Thank you Sara ???!
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