We chase conversations,
Crunching bags of eager peanuts
You dust promises
into spaces between cracked shells
Together we jostle dreams
settling into scattered skin and chaff
Smiling in acknowledgment
Symbiotic glances, like peanut and salt
Bringing stories together
Nutty anecdotes coated in toasty flavors
Seeds break out of their comfort
Nostalgic taste punctuating sentences
Memories become escapades
Smacking salt off our fingers
Relishing a kernel routine
Collecting moments in papery skins
You stoke the fireplace
Empty the sack of remnants
Crumbling husk settles cautiously
On book jackets and baskets of wool
Before we retreat into ourselves
A cheerful aroma lingers behind
Smacking salt off our fingers and collecting moments in papery skins -beautifully express the nostalgia of being togather and having a informal &simple ” gapshap” before retreat.
The fast moving life ,& break up of family ties havedeprived us from these simple joys of life these days.
This poem would touch the heart all such readers who have relished such moments of intimate togathrnness at some time in their life. Profound feelings of yesteryears have been expressed ln,a simple imagery . Shelling peanuts is indeed, A heartwarming poem wah wah Papa
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