Lying in my art “pantry”
On a memory foam
I pulled in
So the dog
Could lie next to !me
I look around
And see what others can’t
A room overflowing
With potential
And I start to giggle
It’s ok if it’s a kitchen
All the cupboards filled
With ingredients
To create a meal–
A freezer filled with meat
And a gazillion different vegetables
Canned goods, pastas, rice, beans
And several herbs and spices
So many ingredients handy
Nutrients for the body
Well these art supplies
Aren’t clutter
They are ingredients
Shelves filled with
Paints and clay and fabrics
And shells and rocks and paper
And baubles and bling and ribbon
And tools and glues and yarn
They are nutrients
To feed my soul
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