Eating a cold bagel with tons of margarine
I didn't dare to toast it because of the noise
I sat down and ate while listening to poetry
My dog continued to beg a morsel of the bagel
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'Until his eyes melted my soul' Love the imagery, LeeAnn.
Great poem, LeeAnn. Fascinated with the repetition of 'noise'...leaving the reader wondering: Is it outside or inner noise? I suspect that it was both.
Morning's morsels majestic are moments to be shared with a drooling Cooper. Nice one LeeAnn.
It has come out a very good poem, Lee Ann. Eat more at night hours and write more poems this like with sleepy eyes. Congrats
My desire to write was strong..... significant..... brilliantly penned throughout....thank u, dear poetess...
We see and feel all that you say in a most realistic way, As if we were there! Fantastic poetic experience, no very often attained in a poetic way. Applause in admiration and honorable mention for this extraordinary gem1