I have no talent
for delicacy
my cakes are sugar coated
not my opinions
I am better built to mince meat
than words
my feet are long, heavy
you know I never could walk
on eggshells
without leaving a trail
of destruction
so I crack with intention
whisking in fresh air
adding leaven, spice, sweet
the resulting treat
has substance
layered perhaps with contradictions
but genuine
with the lingering after taste
of truth
Hanging out at the pub for Open Link Night
13 comments:
ha we are not much different...i tend to speak my mind in life...and sometimes that hurts...i have tempered it a bit with age actually...and a little intentionality...smiles.
I like to speak my mind too... on important issues... I love the treading on egg shells and whisking spice in the air to come back to tasting the truth.
Karin--what a great recitation of a 'recipe'!
ooo...I love this. Some of us definately season our cooking more than our words, but...I think you seasoned this, perfectly.
Very clever and I think you said a mouthful!
...deliciously baked... aww... smiles...
this is just fabulous, Karin. Fun - and insightful. Thank you!!!
Funny title and clever use of food and speaking your mind.
I'm so glad I popped in over here from my blog reader. Wow. I was just talking to a good friend this week about this VERY thing. And how her and I are both more of a "mince meat" kinda gals and how that tends to push others away (at times). But you said it so much more beautiful.
Very clever and enjoyable self-analysis. Well done.
"so I crack with intention"
and you're making me hungry too. :-)
baking has a delicacy to it too. and is a constructive breaking. =)
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