Thursday, March 12, 2009

Red Beans


Simmering beans in a pot
do the slow boil shuffle.
The kitchen is so quiet
you can hear the biscuits grow.
Become the hum 
of the basement furnace 
in the warped tile
under your feet.
Stop running.

2 comments:

SusuPetal said...

It's necessary to stop running to hear the boil shuffle.

I liked this poem.

ScaughtFive said...

And proper!