Thursday 10 September 2015

New Poetry from My Fridge


“Being yellow, purple, or green
Is never boring!”
Your vegetables

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Winter’s sublime sanctuary,
Spring’s bucolic blossom,
Summer’s fertile harmony,
Autumn’s ancient rust
Leave my smile on.

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Rust is no small thing.
It keeps honesty its own reward.

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Be careful!
The quiet journey of autumn
Leaves flowers and mushrooms
In a sublime harmony with man.

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Bark’s warm blanket
Makes winter a gentle thing of beauty.

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Autumn shines in the sky.
Cicada whispers to the flower:
“I love your dinner!”

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Ancient Dreams of Sky and Clouds
Are Quiet and Happy.
I Listen Carefully!

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A Refrigerator Poet's Song
Warms Every Fruit, Fish, or Leaf Inside.

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