Seed of my hands Red fruit of my toil A child of my lands Umami bred of soil A poison apple forbidden flesh a stained chapel in wedding dress Woven heirloom culinary ring born of June bloom my pasta’s king You’re sugar and sweet gob smacked bitter acid in mince meat sour before the heat…
Dense
It was our honeymoon — but in this case, it wasn’t the honey of the moon we sought. It was the elixir of the sun which drew us to Spain and to the Rioja. Landing in the land of wine, we took our accommodation in a history-drenched Parador in Santo Domingo de la Calzada —…
Green is the Colour of Orange
Sphere of vital green Single segments held as one Orange with sun’s kiss.” All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “It IS Easy Being Green.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.