poetry with muffins

I came across a neat blog today while looking for a good recipe for banana muffins. It included this poem.

Blessings
occur.
Some days I find myself
putting my foot in
the same stream twice;
leading a horse to water
and making him drink.
I have a clue.
I can see the forest
for the trees.

All around me people
are making silk purses
out of sows’ ears,
getting blood from turnips,
building Rome in a day.
There’s a business
like show business.
There’s something new
under the sun.

Some days misery
no longer loves company;
it puts itself out of its.
There’s rest for the weary.
There’s turning back.
There are guarantees.
I can be serious.
I can mean that.
You can quite
put your finger on it.

by Ronald Wallace
from Long for This World: New and Selected Poems

P.S. The muffins were delicious, and got hearty approval from a 1.5 year old I know.