|
|
The Raw Vegan Potluck (Free verse) by peaceseeker
Chocolate truffles made of secret bliss-inducing ingredients, hooking
every taster . . .
Sunflower sprouts lush and full still rooted in peat moss and dripping
large black oval seeds. . .
Salads with slices of tomatoes glistening with delectable oils resting
on beds of greens and onions. . .
The old man with long hair and overalls, carrying in a flat of
wheatgrass. . .
The organizer with the GMO Free Zone sign to show to all and discuss. . .
The four month-old baby with the wide soulful eyes and mother exhausted
from child care. . .
Our coconut party outside with the machete and a fork and lots of inside
jokes. . .
Went back inside, distributed truffles, and met Anna, my new Russian
friend with the nice accent.
Back to poem details
|