Tag: Breakfast

• Woman Eating Breakfast

  There is a womanWho sits alone at her table next to her picture windowAnd eats breakfast – Like most of us – But this woman lingersOver poached eggsKeeps vigil over buttered toastPonders two pork linksRecalling every morning the one loveWith whom she was linked for so long She waits and watches over her backyardGlancing through […]

  Benjamin Broadbent

  March 7, 2022

  Poetry, Santa Rosa

  Breakfast, Grief, Kindness, Old Woman, Window