Food Poems

A Haiku or Two, on Sunshine

April 25, 2015

 Haiku52:
Our thoughts on food and cooking
In seventeen beats. 

Sarah

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If I were a plant
sunlight would be my food and
I wouldn't know bread.  :(

Kenzi

there's no sun until 
you have ice cream dripping down
your fingers, wrist, arm. 

Let your feelings about sunshine roam free. The comments below are a safe space to express yourself.

Photo by James Ransom

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I used to work at Food52. I'm probably the person who picked all of the cookie dough out of the cookie dough ice cream.

3 Comments

Stephanie April 27, 2015
sunshine, without it
no herbs, fruits, veggies; rain is
nice but sun is life
 
Sandra D. April 26, 2015
face lifted to sun
reflects on the deck chaise and
my margarita
 
Jaché April 26, 2015
all wrapped into one:
food, time, fellowship and love
my only sunshine...