of no more than just hours:
only time to be filled,
or long lists to complete?
Is the flavor of this day
something we savor?
Or will it be passed off
as yesterday’s gruel?
Cherish each moment
and own what it holds
before the salt is spilt
and the saffron grows old.
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Poetry Prompts:
~Write a poem using the following start: "What good is a day..."
~Write a poem about seasonings. For example, "Salt and Saffron".
1 comment:
I've always been mesmerized by saffron simply because it's the most expensive spice, and yet so potent.
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