Fierce hunter, osprey
carries his catch
like a prized ruby –
riveting sight

At home, hubby
prepares his pride –
squirt of extra-virgin,
dash of extra spice

I observe them both
bemused by the process,
cooking up this poem.

(Image my own)

Published by


Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

34 thoughts on “Culinary”

  1. Sometimes it is just nice to be an observer of the world. The way you capture each moment and connect them is wonderful; I found myself nodding my head as I made the connection.

    Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.