Colorful leaves whirl across a gray sky,
as the aroma of brewed coffee
swirls about the kitchen.
A pot of bubbling liquid is filled
with oats, cinnamon, nutmeg
and an oozy dollop of maple syrup.
Engulfed in warm comfort
on a crisp autumn morning.
dVerse Quadrille #235 hosted by De.
W3 Prompt #184: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Marion, prompts us write any form on the theme of comfort food.
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A very appetizing poem
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Thank you, Sadje! 😊
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You’re very welcome
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Jen, this is so warm a poem – the smell of coffee announcing breakfast of oatmeal! Delightful!!
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Thank you, Val! 😊
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You’re most welcome!
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Perfect start to the morning, Jen. 🙂 Yum!
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Thank you, Marion! 😊
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A warm and cozy poem! Delicious!
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Thank you, Eugi! 😊
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You’re welcome!
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Jen, that ‘oozy dollop of maple syrup’ totally warmed me — pure comfort vibes.
~David
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Thank you, David! 😊
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*hug*
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Oh, I would regard that as a perfect breakfast!
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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hi, Jen❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Shaun Tenzenmen, is now live:
https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/11/12/w3-prompt-185-weave-written-weekly/
Much love,
David
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