Category: food/cooking
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Pot roast
sitting by the fire I wonder about circumstances surrounding the cooking of vegetables, fruit and flesh was it ancient revelation, a fortunate accident, or maybe it was a divine accident either way, we are blessed and cursed, stuffing ourselves at tables while others suffer the circumstances of birth place and starve 1-9-26
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Berry picker
Wet winter walk Sunny spring remembrance Berries thick upon the bush Pick the easiest to gather Eat the plump and ripest ones When the easy harvest is done Reach among the thorns For the tart, the tiny, almost ripe Grateful for a hint of sweetness Held in bloodied hand 12-30-21
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Habanero
The way a pepper hurts some people or attracts and challenges others The way my humor hurts some people or attracts and challenges others The way some love or hate to cook or foster lovers and pets that don’t survive as long as they do The way you look good in earth tones and I…
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Careful
outside a bakery you yearn for fresh bread at the kitchen table with a slice of fresh bread you yearn for butter and jam 10-20-21
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Buffalo sauce
I sip water to wash away The taste of Buffalo sauce in my mouth I thought I liked it, but I don’t Maybe, it is better to eat grilled tenders plain Than contaminate my breath with Chemicals mixed with food coloring Lately, everything takes like metal What that means I don’t know Maybe, I’m sick,…
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a la carte
In the pine that leans over water’s edge grey blue heron spreads wings; a huge leaf that drifts to ground near shore. Preens feathers coils neck and reads the menu. A quarter way around the table it becomes shoreline. Legs move silent body leans coiled neck recalibrates. SNAP! Head plunges wings spread brown frog in…
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haiku for fallen pears
under the pear tree lie half-eaten fruit…..above chatter fat squirrels 6-13-21
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Stale wonder bread
a whirlwind descended from clouds, gathered up the geese and all their babies, carried them up to where I do not know. Geese lovers prayed for a miracle, dumped offerings along the shore, Wonder Bread grew into a mighty mountain. Wild hogs came, feasted on the mountain, trampled neighbors’ yards and chased kids up trees.…
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Born day keto quatrain
red stevia strawberry jam round waffle, square grid spiced, coconut flour confection ginger, mint tea chaser 5-18-21
My husband's poetry 