Times are; when tempers fray, red mist erupts, air turns smokey blue.

Consider the triggers, step back from the cause; then breathe deeply.

Pull out grandma’s old cook book: she always knew, how best to please.

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Throw all ingredients into a bowl; and thoroughly beat.

Spoon onto well-greased trays; then bake until a rich golden brown.

Lift and leave on a cooling rack; for an appropriate time.

(Double Sijo)

Poem inspired by Ronovan’s new Sijo challenge #1 – Blue. Do click through if you, too would like to join in.

Expanded to fit Denise’s Six Sentence Story prompt #203 – Ingredients. Also click through if you, would like to join in!.

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