This week I am dining out on food poems. A topic quite generously served up within my world of words. The first poem is quite old. I wrote it more than forty years ago. The second poem is more recent. In between these poems there are countless other food poems I've dined out on. Bon appetite! SOGGY BEANS IN MY JEANS Auntie Bess I must confess I didn’t eat my greens When you got up to get dessert I hid them in my jeans I then walked home to my place As quiet as a mouse My pockets full of soggy beans Until I reached my house Well, that was many years ago And I was just a kid And still, I don’t like soggy beans -I Never Ever Did! © Alan j Wright JUST A SMIDGE I shall break off a tiny piece of this biscuit A morsel A smidge Enough to tantalize and tease my tastebuds Something this sweet and delicious Requires delicate nibbles At the very edge Just to make it last a little longer. This taste tempting treat Must ...