Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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to think
To think they had
superiour sight
indeed, they did
but somewhat light,
short-lived, obviously
from the fight
that caused them
to give up the might,
thus brothers in arms
cause delight
to enemies,
their future bright.
and make sure
And make sure you put on some SPF,
one layer or two,
armour against the mightiest
arrows of wrath
sent by the sun against
the creatures it nurtures too.
You need to reapply it
especially after you take a bath,
you see, the best of parents'
intentions can burn you
and that, visible or not,
is taboo.
The morning Porringer
The morning's porringer feeds
you
the lowly stuff of life
— and cleans your insides too —
its simple shape misleadingly
a promise of no strife,
you are not served it
if you are, merely a visitor
— cakes jams, tea, coffee and the
like
await you then, and more —
but should your visit be, likely
a longer, lingering while,
to break your fast
it pours for you
life's nourishment
to last.