Archive for the Food Category

Posted in Family, Food, Home, Love, Memories, Tri-ku with tags , on July 30, 2017 by blglick

Dough From My Own Hands
Fresh Baked, Sliced and Buttered Tastes
of Generations

First My Mother’s Bread
Baked Each Friday, Fragrance Fills
The House After School

And My Father’s Rolls,
Cinnamon and Butter and
Dough, Fried and Frosted

And, Like a Story,
Grandma’s Cookies, Soft, Sweet and
Rationed, Sneak Cookies

So My Bread Tastes of
Generations, Leavened With
Love and Memory

Posted in Family, Food, History, Home, Memories, sunlight, Trees with tags , on January 23, 2016 by blglick

All That History,
Love and Loss, in Daily Bread
And Sunday Dinners

Posted in Food, Night, Roads, Rural, Song, Summer with tags , , on July 29, 2015 by blglick
Along Rural Roads
Sweet Corn in Farm Stands Sings the
Songs of Late Summer

Posted in dreams, Food, Haiku'd Photographs, Summer with tags , , on April 29, 2015 by blglick

Salad Dreams of Summer
Rising Scent of Red
Tomato, Fresh Sliced, Carries
All My Summer Dreams

Posted in Autumn, Food, Garden, Snow, Trees with tags , on November 1, 2014 by blglick


Fall Seemed Late This Year
But Still, Harvest’s In, Leaves Raked
Before the First Snow

Posted in Architecture, Food, LIght, Morning, Spiritual, Tri-ku with tags on August 23, 2013 by blglick


The Short Order Cook,
On Break, Sits by a Window,
Stares, Rubbing His Jaw

Morning Sunlight Falls
In A Single Bright Shaft and
His Stained Chef’s Whites Glow

A Small Sacrament
As If This Light Had Escaped
From Some Cathedral

Posted in Food, Poetry with tags , on June 13, 2013 by blglick


Tom Hennen. Rubbing
His words on my face like a
Baby Eating Cake