A mixtape playing / on the old boombox
Cookbooks on the shelf / leaning against it
Vibrating softly / the alchemy of music
Listening to Sting singing
“Moon over Bourbon Street”
The pull of the music moon / upon us both
The pull of wine / upon you
The pull of gin / upon me
The dull glow of the cloudy moon / upon us
I pull you close / a quick kiss
As the spirit / the spirits / move me
Back to cooking / its own alchemy
Part of the alchemy / of us
You with a pinch of salt
Me cracking the pepper
The music swells and subsides
Into triphop / something chill
And dinner is ready / almost without us noticing
But we eat standing up / in the kitchen
Waiting for the end / of the tape
/ / /
This poem was written to the twelve words of Wordle 396 at The Sunday Whirl.
As the reality of writing poetry again throughout April was approaching, I thought that writing a poem or two in late March was a good idea. This is one of the poems I wrote then but didn’t post at the time.
Sadly Waiting for Recess 
I really like this… mixtape and cooking together makes me remembering… especially with Sting… as a matter of fact I sit here listening to Russians from the same album… 🙂
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Thank you. It’s a good album.
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Life…
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Yes. Thanks for your visit.
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But we eat standing up / this is the image i love…bkm
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Thank you!
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Thank you for sharing this gentle moment MW, and the wonderful song. Absolutely one of my favorites from Gordon, from my favorite album of his. “Oh you’ll never see my shade, or hear the sound of my feet…” I enjoyed the poem!
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Thank you. Music is there with many of those gentle moments.
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Hey – is this really you? I remember you from the ‘long ago’ in poetry, I think. Wasn’t it ‘Poetic Asides?” You have some great imagery here! Especially of the moon!
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Yes, it’s really me – I’m back at Poetic Asides as well as Poets United, dVerse, and imaginary garden with real toads, so far. Thanks for the visit. It’s good to read your words again too.
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I love this! The music, the fixing dinner together………wonderful. Lovely to be reading you again, kind sir.
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Sherry, thank you again for visiting and for your kind words.
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Cooking and music go together. Good to know there are other dinosaurs out there still listening to tapes:)
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Yes, we still have that old boombox in the kitchen – and plenty of mixtapes and the occasional mix CD.
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Mmm, good music, good food, and great drinks.
perfect alchemy.
thanks for the visit to my blog. 🙂
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Thank you. And likewise, thanks for stopping by my blog.
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How I laughed out loud as you both decided that staying where you were was the best place to eat and listen to the music.
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Thank you! I’m glad it had that effect.
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I really love the imagery in this poem! ❤️ Especially; “Part of the alchemy / of us You with a pinch of salt Me cracking the pepper.” Wow! 😀
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Thank you!
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I love chill nights like this, cooking with the husband. Though we imbibe subtler things, otherwise we’d be fast asleep before dessert. And I do like dessert.
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Good point! I think we imbibe more subtly nowadays. And I forgot dessert!
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