Tag Archives: baguette
edinburgh
Click here to hear the poet read his words: edinburgh my friend ate crab and fresh baguette she smiled in pleasure through the tears I was surprised to see her there she had been dead for many years we had … Continue reading
The Jetty – Sunday Photo Fiction
AnElephantCant help getting confused Perhaps because he is a peripatetic rover But he gets in his head This is a pic of the Med When clearly it is La Manche just off Dover This is a weekly invitation to write … Continue reading
A Quiet Town – Haibun
AnElephantCant stand loud noises He even has a quite quiet and hushful trumpet There is no standing ovation When to his great consternation The giraffe next door acquires a drum kit A Quiet Town The fountain under the lights reflects … Continue reading
AnElephant Bags a Baguette
AnElephantCant describe a Boulangerie* Though you know he is jolly well going to try But your bums can unclench He won’t do it in French He doesn’t even know the word for a pie A baker’s shop here is a … Continue reading