on shelf goes unnoticed
like brimed-sliced cucumbers you placed in pickle
jar
last summer
& last autumn,
there is still a jar of
home-grown dried calendula flowers in olive
oil-
you forgot to strain-
you wonder if your poems
are too mush-salty or
saffron-flowery
Unfinished home-made calendula oil project
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille 205, A Jar Full of Poems, hosted by De Jackson. Thanks for your comments and visits.
