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Texasbelle's Five Forms In Five Weeks contest Round 3. free verse #41 |
| Up early this first dew-soaked morning I stir the precarious pot and contemplate The hedgerow’s glistening webs A figure floats out of the mist Carrying baguettes and the Smell of freshly baked bread As he passes politely the flap Unzips And your tousled head emerges You wrinkle your nose “Porridge? Croissants and coffee, surely!” “You can take the man out of Scotland but you can’t take Scotland out of the man.” You indulge a slow cat yawn and Survey the misty field “Come back to bed. You need another French lesson.” I hesitate pour un moment non galant And turn off the stove |