Sonnet the first
May. 11th, 2006 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
celticdragonflyNo, I'm not doing these in comment order, it's in inspiration order. And no, I did not promise Art. Just format.
The muffin is a simple, homely food
Of butter, sugar, eggs, some milk, some flour.
Poured in their pan to bake, a merry brood,
The effort all entire won't take an hour.
And yet their making speaks of love and care
Of nurture and devotion through a meal.
They stand, when made to give away or share,
Unspoken tasty signs of love that's real.
Oh sure, a baking could be all for me,
Those fluffy tops, that faintly steaming scent,
A hoarded batch to munch alone with glee -
And yet that rarely stands as my intent.
And though my love for chocolate I've confessed,
I know blueberry's what my love likes best.
The muffin is a simple, homely food
Of butter, sugar, eggs, some milk, some flour.
Poured in their pan to bake, a merry brood,
The effort all entire won't take an hour.
And yet their making speaks of love and care
Of nurture and devotion through a meal.
They stand, when made to give away or share,
Unspoken tasty signs of love that's real.
Oh sure, a baking could be all for me,
Those fluffy tops, that faintly steaming scent,
A hoarded batch to munch alone with glee -
And yet that rarely stands as my intent.
And though my love for chocolate I've confessed,
I know blueberry's what my love likes best.
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Date: 2006-05-11 05:38 pm (UTC)I love the fact that I'm the easy one.
Date: 2006-05-11 06:44 pm (UTC)Exactly, a tangible expression of love. Exactly!
Thank you!
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Date: 2006-05-11 11:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-12 08:18 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-12 08:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-15 09:03 pm (UTC)Nope, don't think so. Not going there, not doing that.
Fun sonnet, though! [wanders away, meditating muffins. We have chocolate chocolate chip in our fridge; if you were here, you could have some.]