Walking past the bakery window, a magnificent display: from PLAIN to fancy, so much to choose from, so many possibilities to SHARE. We look, we select, we chuckle at our prize: a BEAST upon which we shall FEAST, a bread dragon with a grin. Oh, what a work of art made possible by YEAST, flour, butter, sugar, and a baker’s skills! Lucky us, we think, as we walk through the door, arms wrapped around each other, delighted with the world!

Georg’ann

I want to be soft, pliable
kneaded, not always needed
DOUGH rising in warmth
while creator watches
MAPLE seed pods spin
their playful descent
take my time to REACT
inevitable the punch
deflation necessary
to build resilient structure
trust no BEAST could bake
requires patience, attention
then letting be
emotions move through
union of hands upon me
in preparation for a FEAST
or daily bread
humble sustenance
only essential ingredients
water, salt, flour and YEAST.

Heather