Aprons Poems - Poems about Aprons

...A hands-on workshop was such fun In Montreal today. We made real bagels, all from scratch In a yummy, local way. Our teacher made us feel at home (Makes sense - he lives there, too!) As, pat......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ princes and princesses in aprons and suits, pirates on ships in the clouds, half-forgotten hopes and dreams, and a vow of patience— scribbled in a 15-year old’s......Read the rest...

... The year ends on saddest notes of crying, dying babies in Palestine and obstructed efforts to throw them a lifeline They ought to have long halted this ethnic cleansing of the indigenou......Read the rest...

...Never in my lifetime have I seen, In any of the places I have been, So many who have an infinite supply of steam, Who to stir the pot are keen. Day or night they are to be seen, Discussing th......Read the rest...

...The smell of French bread baking, seeps through the kitchen roof and the women wearing aprons of assorted colors and fine knitted hat kneading stiff dough in big pudding pans. They kept moving f......Read the rest...

...Nobody know where it came from just that one very wet foggy day it emerged from some thick fog moving very slowly and alone It was blue but had a dark chimney that glittered like a bowl of ......Read the rest...

...When the sun rises and spreads its sticky yellow syrup across green marzipan fields I rub the bees from the fragrant holyhock bells and sniff the nectar. I pull each cup to drink the breakf......Read the rest...

..."Polka will never die" - Jim Butcher, Dead Beat Polka, I think, will never cease. I am watching the Palladium today. The dancers will enjoy the fun, And butchers will put aprons away. They......Read the rest...

...Church Supper She puts salt and pepper on tables covered in white paper from rolls. She always enjoys church suppers - special recipes from different kitchens. She can’t help as much as she us......Read the rest...

...I can smell a sweet aroma coming from the kitchen; the fresh ripe smell of cocoa beans stirring in the pot and Italian caffe latte with, vanilla cream running on the top, the flavors of the earth all......Read the rest...

...The chirr of parched insect wings – bible dust preaching from long abandoned boots. Baked into the sky homesteads linger on the burnt stumps of exhausted summers. Dander creaks on dry porch......Read the rest...

...Lessons on fig leaves make me reflective Learning them from biblical perspective Serving as meaningful life’s directive Taught by God Who’s sovereignly assertive. Fig leaves’ clothing, ......Read the rest...

...“and remembering being born would be worse than dying” in the house of life they failed to disclose that you would only be partially welcome. on the day the rain licked the windows of the worst r......Read the rest...

...super heroes exist today they wear nurse’s uniforms aprons, chef’s hats, they come in wheelchairs They speak to us from the driver’s seat of a bus super heroes live their truth they show compa......Read the rest...

...Tall and narrow, the houses stand, wall against wall, hunched together on the edge of the cobbled street, as if armed against the unknown. Tiny balconies Where laundry Used hang on railin......Read the rest...