ah – red-hot peppers
colourful and inviting
on an ant hill
burning mouth and legs on fire
Filipino memory
(n.b. I was five years old the day we arrived in the Philippines – in the back yard of our new house – on an army ant hill – grew a beautiful multicoloured hot pepper bush – the memory has remained with me as vibrant as though the encounter had happened yesterday ….)
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red, green and black
jolly perfumed mixture
in a pepper mill
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pepper and spices
Siena’s way bread of old
Panforte
Christmas delights
peppered bread and lebkuchen
with mulled red wine
sitting ’round the lighted tree
sharing warm winter joys
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in the back yard
rusty caterpillar’s home
shady pepper tree
© G.s.k. ‘15