Carrie Richards Poet Epulaeryu

Mom's Homemade Biscuits

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                     Sift flour in Mom’s crock bowl 
                              Make a volcano
                       Add the buttermilk and lard
                    Squeeze! ..Have fun! ..Nip buds 
                        Wait!!    First, pat for luck! 
                             Bake!…Eat warm!...
                                     Home!!

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Carol Sunshine Brown April 11, 2011 at 5:10 AM Congratulations on your win Carrie in John Heck's contest "Eat Me Epulaeryu". Love, Carol

Nette Onclaud April 10, 2011 at 8:25 PM the excitement of it all pulls me in, carrie.. … my happy cheers to you for the special win :) huggs, nette

Andrea Dietrich April 10, 2011 at 3:00 PM Very fun one, Carrie. Congratulations.

Dr.Ram Mehta April 10, 2011 at 1:27 PM Congratulations on the tenth place win in the contest, carrie

Elaine George April 10, 2011 at 11:39 AM Actually I made biscuits this morning, Carrie, but they are never as good as the ones mom makes. Great Epulaeryu! Many congrats on your top-notch win. Lainie

Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 10, 2011 at 11:30 AM Congrats Carrie on your top ten win in this contest with homemade biscuits as the theme.. sounds delightful and yummy ..enjoy ..

Carolyn Devonshire April 10, 2011 at 11:21 AM Delighted to see your poem in the winners' circle, Carrie. Congratulations! Love, Carolyn

John Freeman April 10, 2011 at 11:13 AM Cool to see your poem's success in the top ten, Carrie. Congratulations on your honored 10th place, Agape, Moses

Gwendolen Song March 27, 2011 at 5:20 AM Volcano was a nice flair for this delicious treat. Best of luck, Carrie. Gwendolenl

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2011 at 2:21 PM This one has a very HOMEY feel to it. It is different and I really like it.

Carolyn Devonshire March 23, 2011 at 10:56 AM There's nothing that makes breakfast better than homemade biscuits. Excellent entry for John's contest. Wishing you success! (I've never written a poem about food and I'm dieting now, so I think I'll stay away from the temptation of entering this one.) Love, Carolyn

Kash Poet March 23, 2011 at 8:58 AM Yummmy!Love it---kashinath

Carol Sunshine Brown March 23, 2011 at 7:42 AM I have enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Carrie. May you have a beautiful day filled with inspiration. Wishing you the very best in the contest. Love, Carol

James Peranteau March 23, 2011 at 6:38 AM Not only did you bring back some treasured memorries dear poet, but now you have my tummy rumbling ! ;) great write Carrie ! Have a great day...much love, james

Dr.Ram Mehta March 23, 2011 at 6:21 AM Oh, yes, the food seems to be veggie and I would definitely like it, Carrie

Nancy Smith March 22, 2011 at 7:10 PM Where are these Biscuits?..I can smell,see and taste them. O and I can hear that little pat for luck.....very good use of the senses..well done....I really like this little gem :-)

Francine Roberts March 22, 2011 at 6:49 PM homemade are always better, good luck in the contest Carrie