Comfort Food

November 11, 2014November 23, 2014Vonita 15 Comments

At times when I am in a rush
I find myself in a bakery
Just around the corner
From where my home would be

I grab a coffee to help me out
And if luck be on my side
Behind glass counter gloriously
There’s a pie to feed the family

Well, I am ashamed I must admit
For any pie – when I was but a child –
Would have been prepared so lovingly
By grandma who rolled the dough with care

The scent of pie
Would fill the air
We would wait quite anxiously
For mere taste of pie smelling savory

Times have changed
And time’s decreased
So to take me back
To my inner youth

There is nothing like
A pie from the bakery
With mashed potato on the top
Baked in oven until golden brown

So nowadays
When I am short of time
The scent of pie from the bakery
Fills my kitchen, and comforts me!

*image to follow
when next I am in
the bakery*

Shepherds Pie

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/pie/

Gift of Friendship

November 11, 2014November 11, 2014Vonita 9 Comments

Two souls connect
On this journey of life
Different energies
Complimenting each other

At times one will listen
Other times another will speak
Being together
Being alone

Sharing
Loving
Talking
Listening
Laughing

Friends and family too, both precious gifts
That can neither be bought
Nor forced

I love each soul that would count
As being a friend of mine
Cherish the uniqueness of being

Most are unlike me
Which is not hard to be

I would give thanks
More than analyse

Every blessed friend to me

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/oil-meet-water/

Telling Tales

November 11, 2014November 11, 2014Vonita Leave a comment

Across the water –
Opera House tells the tale
Of where I might be!

Connect and Separate

November 10, 2014March 14, 2015Vonita Leave a comment

Connecting one pole
To the next, separating
People from the park

Morning Post

November 10, 2014November 10, 2014Vonita 5 Comments

Last night, or rather
This morning I went to bed
At two am and

Woke up now at six
Leaving me too tired to
Post a morning post

With a photograph
Or image that you may find
Quite Interesting

So this is all I
Can do, and that would be to
Count some syllables

Because you know me
I very much love to count
In five – seven – fives

Outdoor Gym

November 10, 2014Vonita Leave a comment

Exercising in
The great outdoors connects my
Body, mind and soul

Trolley anyone?

November 9, 2014March 14, 2015Vonita 5 Comments

I spy. A random
Shopping trolley abandoned
Nearby to nowhere

Help yourself, goodnight

November 9, 2014November 9, 2014Vonita 7 Comments

Someone’s left you a voicemail message, but all you can make out are the last words: “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you months ago. Bye.” Who is it from, and what is this about?

“I’m sorry. I should’ve told you months ago. Bye.”
Hmm. What should you have told me months ago?
What haven’t you been telling me?
All this time we have been together

For some reason
I am not getting a good feeling
I knew there must have been cause
For all your weekend work

The unscheduled callouts
Work-related schedules
That would happen
On my time

Go
I’m over you
There is no need
For any more messages

Left for me on my voice mail
That I can hardly make out
Do not want to make out
Do not want to hear it

And BTW, there is no message
That I do not know anyway
I was not born yesterday
I do not mind sharing

It is secrets I do not like
And information being withheld
As if I would even care
I’m tired, I’m off to bed

But before I go –
No joy from me
Help yourself
Good night

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/bad-signal/