Tess Kincaid writes a blog called Life at Willow Manor.
Gone the way
of the phone boothand station wagon,
the morning traditionis dunked or otherwise
reduced to an essenceadded to the grind,
a kind of tribute.Time-travel across
the politically correct,wrap one in wax paper,
dribble jelly for old times’ sake,the icing so sweet
it makes your teeth hurt.
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March 2, 2012 at 8:43 pm
Tess Kincaid
Thank you G…Stainforth adds remarkable 3-D sparkle to my words…
March 1, 2012 at 3:22 am
Blog Princess G
Excellent read, Mr. S., of another excellent Kincaid poem. 🙂 I love this collaboration.
March 1, 2012 at 8:39 am
R.A.D. Stainforth
Grazie Principessa!
February 28, 2012 at 9:26 pm
Tess Kincaid
Excellent, R.A.D.! This is a wonderful idea…thank you!
February 29, 2012 at 1:54 am
R.A.D. Stainforth
Thank you Tess …