Pressing
With buckets of apples beginning to stack up,the need to process them becomes pressing.Freezing and thawing and mashing and pressingthat is, and then some clean-up-the-messing.
There are corners to be cleanedand pages to be seen,fruit to be pressedand a desk that is a mess. But you can’t sing your own songuntil you write your own poem.That’s just the way it goes;first things first. There are … Continued
I think she will be waking soon,seeing as it’s almost noon.
I love the smell of fall almost as much as spring.But in the spring there’s asparagus and rhubarb,and in the fall there’s everything!
Our internet is backand faster than before.This thing could change your life.But it cannot give you more.
Let the pressure build,let the pressure build,let the pressure build!I do my best workunder pressure. Plan out what you would say if you only had the chance,then waste your only chance.And tell your self that no one ever listens,no one … Continued
You threw off someone’s bell curvebecause you were just too perfect.And so they threw you out.Out onto the internet.And you who were the ninety-ninth percentilegot pinned there,forever,and everyone who saw you thought you weresomeone’s normal.They forgot that you were only … Continued
Even rice and beans aren’t free,and neither one grows on trees.
Right now the kitchen is a mess.You know why I don’t care?Because I love my family bestand we have food to share.