Short Sweetbread Poems

no recollection
of ebullient memories
life of complex work
too many siblings to please
time for ice-cream if afford

a time of prayer
afterwards back to play cloths
with sweetbread and friends
a time children seen not heard
not enough love to go round

8/6/2022...

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Some times
I wonder why
the white bread
hates the brown toast
when the sandwich maker shows
what the
bread maker knows
that the dark bread
and the white bread
are both
created from dough
even the sweetbread with raisins
that's totally different...
the baker made too!!!...

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You must go to the fun house! It is the carnival’s best thing! My children said.
I pictured whimsical trees, pink birdies and lollipops eating sweetbread.
I slowed down my steps when we got there, it was frightening instead.
Terrorized completely, as an electric saw came toward me I quickly fled.
That is the fun of it, my children yelled after my departing head.
But I was home, hiding under the safety of my lovely queen bed....

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