April PAD 18: Saltfish Fritters


An imperfect Sunday morning:

tangled hair, wrangled sheets,
the smell of work awaiting
in the form of dirty dishes
drying in the new daylight.

Prompt: Write a poem with regional cuisine as the title.

4 thoughts on “April PAD 18: Saltfish Fritters

  1. Finally! Someone writing about the unpleasant side of the Sun morn. After all, when you've had your sleep full (usually on Saturday) you have to get up and start your day somehow 🙂

  2. Ha ha! You're right. Sunday mornings are always lauded as such wonderful days for hearty breakfasts and easy moving weekending. I think of dirty dishes that are left to do… lol!

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