Since figs have been forming in overwhelming abundance outside my window, I decided to do some fig fetching with Meredith. It was time to create something special… Figgy Butter has only 4 ingredients and requires no sugar! To be served to charming friends as a side spread or glaze.
The passion flower is blooming
while it’s vines are gently looming
All the while we are consuming
watermelon and the sun.
It’s fruit we’ll be a’tasting
while we avoid a bee sting
The summer, born for wasting
time and leaving chores undone.
Food and music all are brighter
everybody’s feel in’ lighter
It’s heaven for the writer,
the necessity of fun.
Stumbling through the back of this day
Our souls lids are growing weary
We shall rest in each other’s way
Your colorful kiss revives the dreary
Take my hand and take my time
I give it freely
I let loose to you all that is mine
What’s mine is yours, really
Stay. In our dreams we’ll have a holiday.
**Is it rude to take pictures of strangers kissing? I assumed they wouldn’t mind.
Folks who are kissing don’t care about what they’re missing and happy dears are kind. **
The liquor store had kept
Pink Priscilla as a pet
to draw folks to the store
She found them entertaining
Until they became draining
and the green box lady was a bore
As time went on
it was clear she was a pawn
Didn’t feel like entertaining anymore.
When they sensed in her restraint
They turned her into paint
So she’ll always be outside the delivery door.
He surrounds himself with glib distractions, traveling alone
Says he wants to build a life but cannot find a home
Can’t forgive the father that he wanted to admire
Now, any woman close to him will be burned by his fire.
Unaware of shallow lies
He meant not what he said
He seldom laughs and never cries
He walks amog the dead.
And though I feel the painful pinch
of what I feel I’ve lost
To pay the price to build a king
my spirit it would cost.
And now I’m back to loving who I was and who I am
After lending the part that once fed my heart
to the hand of a mere man.