Breakfast in the Village – Josh G Hamshar

Fried, boiled, poached?

Josh has had several pieces of writing published in the last couple of months, both online and in anthologies. Alternating between observation and personal meaning, his eclectic style can range from war and politics, to peacefulness, nature and humour.

Breakfast in the village

The waiter brings a plate of pigs

entangled in unethical crowds

of scrambled clouds

Fried, boiled, poached?

With coffee to make the most

The

honey

drips

on

toast

And the ferry slides through like bread in the yolk

Josh G Hamshar

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