A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

18 September 2013

Potatoes


Warm and comforting

In any form

From dirty white

To shiny gold

 

Drizzled in oil

Or boiled and mashed

Buttery and savory

Sigh

 

An alien in Ireland

Eventually it starved them out

Our ancestors brought you

Now we adore you

 

My mouth waters

And I grin

 

 

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