Salads Posted byIssy Juanita07/09/202029/08/2020Posted inSeptember's Poetry 2020Tags:Flavour, Food, Pepper, Poem, Poetry, Salads, Salt, Seasoning, Smell, Tasty The grind of the pepper and salt Seasons the salad, But irritates my eye As the seasoning flies around the room. Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print More Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Like Loading... Published by Issy Juanita A writer with many stories, poems and ideas to tell... View more posts