Roasted Figs and honey

ml/ August 3, 2014/ God loves us...Eat!, Ranch Poetry

IMG_20140803_030444Figs and honey, there is nothing funny

about a treat as serious as this.

Like rose bud lips and dancing hips,

Try and find a sweeter kiss.


Had Eve herself, found figs instead,

She would have kept them all within.

And Adam would found her happy,

In that there is no sin.


So if you dare, share your find

and bring a smile to faces.

But remember when you are all alone,

there are no social graces.



About ml

Welcome to my world. I live on a ranch in the middle of Texas
Hill Country; “God’s Country” as it is known. There is just no stopping the beauty and creative possibilities that pour out in front of me daily.
I share them with you. With ballet, fiber art, and food as the birth place of my expressions I have branched out and blossomed here. Anything is possible. Come with me and create a new world.