Taste My Pies
Goodness to awaken the senses.
Taste my lovely vegetable healthy pies
Such a beautiful sight for sore eye’s
Touch that pastry and feel how soft
Smell the tantalising aroma as they cook
Hear my shop tills ring out loud as I cheer
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Little Bird
Little Bird Little Bird so light and gentle, God's creation. What a painting it turned out to be, feathers of a chukaroo. Makes me think of trees standing tall, like him—gosh, bet he was 6ft 2; my head was just above his belly. I am so small. Like apples falling from a tree, look at him, look at me! So little bird, I hear your voice as you sing to me: wrong choice.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
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