Poems Edible

I ingest a poem
in chosen colors
bursting with flavors
emitting fragrance
of a mind 
that plans well

scanning recipes
planning menus
to suit the mood and weather
stocks in the refrigerator

It takes 
loving effort
to lay poetry 
on the table

It’s not to be derided
As execution of duty
I spent time and mind
which was being called 
by other creative pursuits

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