-Puff-
And the dough's on the counter.
Punch, push, pull
The mixture squishes
Through flowery hands.
-Slink-
And the pan's in the oven.
Sniff, smell, snuffle
An intoxicating
Treat eagerly awaited.
-Stare-
As the baking cools.
See, sigh, salivate
Can't wait to
Taste the baker's spoils.
-Taste-
All that was awaited.
Teeth, tongue, tonsils
Happy children
Enjoy the scrumptious treat.
January 20, 2003
10:16pm
Yet another journal-type place for Darcy to rant, rave, and/or recuperate from the world.
Monday, January 1, 2007
Dad's Bread by DSDragon
Something Missing by DSDragon
I left it
In Math.
I really wish I hadn't.
Precise, attractive,
The perfect one for me.
I wish to go
Get it.
Alas,
School closed tonight.
I miss sharp lines,
Electric blue composition.
Oh,
How I crave
My favorite pen.
The Target by DSDragon
He entered,
A jungle cat
stalking its prey.
Couples dancing on
hard wood stopped,
shocked into quiet
as deafening as a
concert hall becomes
before the roaring applause.
But he noticed none.
Instead, as though
replaced by an eagle's,
his eyes honed in
On her.
What's it Like? by DSDragon
Don't know
if it'll last.
Soaring, crashing,
burning.
Living in a moment
that could last
an eternity.
Or a millisecond.
Mutual understanding,
wanting, needing, sharing.
Never wanna let it go.
Downsides?
Sure, there are some.
Done wrong, bringing with it
shame, resentment, even hatred
in days to come.
But done right,
good with bad,
lesson learned?
It's all worth it
in the end.
