Gettin' Fresh, Like Grandma Used to Say

 

 

When I woke up this morning,

those fresh-baked Ghirardelli brownies

began whispering things to me.

 

Things only my husband should say

to me in the dark—

or like

when I woke up this morning.

 

They turned poetic, Neruda-esque,

“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees,”

intoned

those fresh-baked Ghirardelli brownies

 

from their sugary-rich depths,

so silky-smooth, while I innocently sipped coffee. 

So velvety they were indeed, so fresh, when they

began whispering things to me.

                                                                                                 

© 2026 Jennifer Wagner

 

A Cascade Poem for dVerse MTB

 

“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”  “Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos.”  – Pablo Neruda, from “Every Day You Play.”

 

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