POETRY
Morning’s Delight
free verse poetry tomatos on toast
An almost sad end to my
Tomato’s on toast, however,
It’s an enjoyable mop-up
My finger dabbing
The not-quite empty plate.
Finishing off brown bread crumbs
With olive oil
Tomato and fresh garlic,
Mixed in with Himalayan
Pink salt and black pepper.
I gave the plate an extra helping
Making a delightful end to
A savoured breakfast,
As it’s not quite over yet…
The black pepper gives a spicy sting
To my bottom sunburnt lip,
A warm feeling around my gums and a
Tingle in my throat,
What a tasteful mixture
From a few dabs off my finger.
I am looking forward to tomorrow’s breakfast
As every morning,
Celebration of the day’s beginning.
Thank you Gaby Rosales for giving my words a platform here in Kitchen Tales.
Thank you all for reading and your valuable time. J.
