March 2010 – Gold

In gleaming dreams seen
chased awake only to find
it not worth its wait
~Harlean

sometimes shiny things
hurt my back to pick them up
and turn my skin green
~quirks

the sheen of hot oil
light glints off a golden drop
as the bacon fries
~Liz
continuing her run of blending
Bacon with all other topics

Friendships burnished by
the rag of years and memory-
glowing in my mind.
~Enigmatic Knight

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