The Life & Times of Our Daily Bread

Sourdough_25Sept12bw

feeding the pot
means food for the feeding.
starting a sourdough starter.
soft dreams of drifting white,
edging and spittley spilling,
microbially alive,
and dancing on worktops,
edging its way where gravity falls.
feeding the pot.
food for the feeding.
sourdough starter.
bread lofting full – soft spinnaker sails.
summer breezes scented with leaven.
Blessings on thee – rising to heaven.
food for the feeding.
fresh butter from cream
caressing warm sourdough bread.
food for the feeding
means feeding the pot.
the life and times of our daily bread.
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Poetic Bloomings Memoir Project, Prompt #74
http://poeticbloomings.com/2012/09/23/my-love-affair-with-prompt-74/ and for dVerse Poets

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

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