Peach Pie

PEACH PIE

           by Conversations With Sasquatch Author Richard Rensberry

The Sasquatch children

bring me peaches

ripe and warmed by the sun.

They bring rain water,

nasturtiums and honey comb.

They leave me a stone

rolling pin, a hollowed stump

with ground kenaf flour 

and a huge carved bowl

for mixing fruit,

cinnamon, and cloves.

I heat my stove

to three hundred fifty degrees; 

crack an egg of quail

and glaze the crust; then

clove and cinnamon dust

the honied peaches.  I bake

and whip fresh sweet cream.

Done, I set the steaming pie

on the kitchen sill to cool.  Patiently 

I wait for their little feet.  I can hear them

whisper as the porch boards creak,

then a giggle and a hand

reaches up

to steal my heart.  

                     7/23/21 Richard Rensberry

More Bigfoot poetry can be found at:

https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-poems.html

CONVERSATIONS WITH SASQUATCH, THE AWAKENING, Episode 11

I find it very doubtful that Tecumseh would engage in a conversation with someone the likes of Mr. Smith, but just in case Mr. Smith decides to start playing rough, I am dropping by to warn Tecumseh that the weasel has been nosing around in our business.  

“Ah, Mr. Smith,” Tecumseh snorts.  “The man with a stone heart and a snake’s tongue.  Yes, we have had the pleasure to meet.”  

“So I have been informed,” I say.  “What did the snake have to hiss about me and my dealings with the Bigfoot?”

“He asked me about you.  Nothing was said about a Bigfoot.”

“I see.  And what, may I ask, did he want to know about me?’

(continued at: https://www.conversationswithsasquatch.com/sasquatch-novel-the-awakening.html )