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
The challenge didn’t specifically state that all stanzas must have an equal number of lines (tercets, etc.) so I took a bit of creative cascade license.
“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.”
image generated by me using substack image generator
