The poem I've written today was inspired
by the writing of Jimmy Pappas.
The Secret Ingredient
For a simple dessert I wash fresh raspberries
to remove any trace of Covid-19.
I pop one in my mouth, let water squish with the flesh
of the berry on my tongue.
Now I make butternut squash soup with produce purchased
on the first outing in a month:
fresh butternut squash, leeks, onions and potatoes,
unsalted butter and farmer market carrots.
A granny smith apple, peeled and cored
adds a hint of tartness.
After it simmers for awhile I add fresh cream,
a sweet childhood delight, that swirls rich and smooth.
The table is set for many guests.
Please join me. I have prepared a bowl
especially for you.
ScribbleDartsfromtheHeart 
We are so connected…I did the same thing today, and based on your comforting word, used the same recipe. Enjoy! xo
I love it that we both made soup today 🙂
This is lovely! I’m looking forward to my first real outing in quite a while. Perhaps late this week.
The world is changing already. Perhaps a new mask will compliment your attire 🙂
Oh I have to try that soup recipe, Mary! I like the soup metaphor as well: connection, warmth, comfort. A lovely piece.
I’ll gladly share the recipe 🙂
Yay!
one of my favorite, this is so delicious and yummy
Lovely poem! And that soup looks yummy! 🙂