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Baklava
 
River Run
 
Perfect Pen
 
Red Ride
 
Raven Heart
 
That Wild Thing
 
Tsunami
 
August 4th
 
Urban Spring
 
Yellow Canyons
 
Edge of the World
 
Silver Weaver
 
Grace
 

  
Oatmeal

Warm,
Soothing,
Delicious. 
My bowl is filled
With oats, cooked
In milk, seasoned
With cinnamon, nutmeg
A pinch of cardamom.
Prunes and walnuts
Top my breakfast
Delight. A circle of
Maple syrup rings
The top of my bowl.
In between bites I sip my
Yunan Fancy tea
With a dash of
½ and ½ and a
Drop of honey.
The day is cold.
The air damp,
The sky gray and
Foggy. I have slippers
On my cold feet,
A hot water bottle
On my lap, and my
Cat stares up at
Me for a bite. There is
No other breakfast
Than this on 
these days.
All  is right
With the world
With oatmeal in
My bowl. 

 Diane Sherman, October 2008, October 2008