mmm muffins
do you
know
the muffin man who lives on
Drury Lane
and
does he keep a shop there
if so
I’d like to go
or shall I wait for cart-wheels’ sounds
to signal
that he’s coming with
his wares to sell
and we shall smell
and set
to buy by that
first thing
coins whose
scient is nowhere near as appealing
anxious trading
chittering as announcement
in
my pocket
wearing or part of a shouldered
purse
the bearer who
wants to buy for breakfast
and
then more
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photo by ronen abudi on Unsplash
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A Taste of Hallowe’en
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Cream cheese
And blood
Breakfast flavors
Thanks to Philadelphia
And blood-thinners
Sigh
A life with medications
(and bagels)
I’m still here
And I know that’s something
Trick-or-treat
More trick
For me
x
And is there a costume
For a bleeding breakfast-eater
Scary thing
(scarier)
Is there might be
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Photo by Skyler Sawyer on Unsplash
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Bendiciónes Pequeñas
(inspired by and with permission from Cathy Birdsong Dutchak at https://wanderessence.com/)
To be brought a small bowl
Of peanuts
Cacahuates—do I recall that rightly?
In a courtyard of an albergue
To accompany the glass of wine I’ve ordered
In the north of Spain
Somewhere along the pilgrim trail
On the other side of Spain, Hemingway might be
Trout-fishing
With or without companions
I hope with
He could have done with more company than
Cats (apologies to the six-toe-to-a-paw friends who
still retain his houses in the Keys,
on Cuba)
I’m not sure I could take the path
Maybe for a while
But I could sit there inside a breeze
Of northern Spain
Contemplate the pilgrimage
The pilgrims of all kinds
Have a sip
Reach for the bowl
Taste and see
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(on the pilgrim trail to Campostela)
Option to Valverde de la Virgen (3.4 km)
Each day on the Camino, you don’t know what you’ll encounter as you walk in the footsteps of thousands of pilgrims. Sometimes you find pleasant surprises such as the oasis of my albergue, La Casa del Camino: Albergue de Peregrinos.
Though it sits along a busy road, it was a beautiful spot with couches and comfy chairs, lounge chairs, hammocks, and beds on the lawn for lounging. There were areas under canopies and umbrellas and a line of square foot baths, and the most welcoming owners you could ever meet. When I arrived, they presented me with a glass of cold fresh orange juice as they checked me in.
Bowls of apples sat on tables, flower boxes and hanging baskets dotted the space around an above-ground swimming pool (with no water), gardens bloomed, and Buddhas reclined and sat, looking serene.
I sat outside having a glass of wine and one of the owners brought me a small bowl of peanuts.
When I have happened upon places such as these, I felt so joyful and grateful for the peaceful and refreshing surroundings.
This place rates up with a number of top albergues along the Camino. There are fair shares of bad and mediocre ones.
(my emphasis)
https://wanderessence.com/2019/08/25/camino-day-31-leon-to-valverde-de-la-virgen/
Photo by Les routes sans fin(s) on Unsplash
Perspectives on hills, pilgrims on the way. /// Le sommet d’une colline dévoile parfois une perspective hors du temps.
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