Written for:  The Twiglets – “pot of jam”

scent of orange
drifts from a white china pot
chunky marmalade

a pot of jam
a basket of warm scones
for breakfast

he is in a jam
rushes to open windows
for smoking pot



About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are in the process of returning to New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to Jam

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    I LOVE orange marmalade and here, I can practically smell it. YUM.


  2. julespaige says:

    I’ve actually got some marmalade in my frig…currently. (opps sorry for the berry pun.)


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