a recipe for bread

baking bread
is not for the faint of heart

there is patience needed
time for the yeast to proof
and dough to rise,
the kneading and baking

You are hungry.
I make you bread.

your eyes follow me
preparing it
rocking gently back and forth
stretching, folding
over, and again
flouring the table boards
and pressing fingers
deeply into the dough

I tuck the loaves
into their pans to bake
and we wait

later I watch your teeth
as they sink into the browned crust
disappearing into your mouth
until  you are full

and only then,
hallelujah, I whisper,
oh hallelujah

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Leo
    Jul 11, 2017 @ 11:43:27

    I’ve read several of your poems and enjoyed each. When I visit a new site (new to me) I usually go away disappointed; not so this time! Write on! Leo.


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