I Smell Dinner

I Smell Dinner

“I smell dinner,” he calls.

I hear the camera case plop 

into its place by the door.

“Were you a good dog today?” he asks.

I imagine the wagging tail

and an ear rub for the dog,

and he, still by the door.

“Looks good,” his smile says;

I place roasted chickpeas

with apples and carrots

dolloped with sour cream

on the table; “I’ll want more!”

And together we eat,

sharing ideas we explore.

Sheri Edwards  

12.15.23   347.365.23

Poetry/Photography

The Story

https://sheri42.net/2023/12/15/i-smell-dinner/

the poem

https://flic.kr/p/2pmRzjD

the recipe

https://flic.kr/p/2pmK9Yu

culinary creativity and poetic expression: chickpeas

#clmooc #smallpoems #poetry23 #recipe #chickpeas

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