Raisins with a Spoon (for Tyler Luetkenhans)

Raisins with a Spoon  (for Tyler Luetkenhans)

Cold from the fridge

with a tepid spoon

Raisins stick to my teeth

I fill my mouth

with this sticky fruit

some deep in my cheeks

All this sweetness

like being among the creative

at a evening for image and sound

I taste that night still

sounds sneaking from my ears

to my mouth

image draining from my eyes

down my face to my beard

where my tongue licks

the visions that close my lids

to widen my smile that drools

color line and word across my lips

This sweetness of my dessert tonight

recalls so much of those five hours

that seem as if I were transported

This spiritual boost

brings tears to my eyes

the kindness of young friend

my amazement at his pallet

which explodes deep in memory

as if fuses were lit on raisins

sending rainbows in every direction

Barry G. Wick