On That Shiny Red Tray






Lunch on my shiny red tray,
Simply is, the luscious part of my day.

Swiss steak, simply made to perfection.
Mixed colorful veggies, is my culinary selection.

The scent of a warm, wheat roll wafts up my nose.
I have the sense, that after lunch, I will with comfort, dose.

Steaming French coffee and a fresh baked chocolate cookie!
A quiet nap after that for this poetess rookie.

                   
                    1/11/2021
                    1pm PST

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James Avatar
January 15, 2021 at 1:05 PM
I am going to put these items on my next shopping list. Your food poems always sound so delicious. Emilia.
Romios Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 3:55 AM
LOL..that's hysterical about the food poems. Emilia. I always think their stupid, but my daughter likes them as well. I think of you daily, isn't that a kick? Ever since my poem about the rainbow light I wrote....you liked the idea of so much. Hugs from across the pond. Pangie
Hinshaw Avatar
January 12, 2021 at 10:40 AM
Its lunch time here and your menu of goodies sounds deeeeelicious! I've got a crock of chili brewing that will satisfy my palate for now! Splendid write you have come up with, Pangie, whetting our appetite for more pleasing verse from your very versatile pen! Bob H
Romios Avatar
January 12, 2021 at 11:35 AM
Chili is utterly awesome. Enjoy.pS that was yesterday's lunch. Cool "whetting our appetite for more pleasing verse" How darling is that? Thank you...Pangie.
Wolf Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 6:41 PM
Hey, 'rookie.' 'C' is for Cookie! Hope they'll let you keep your shiny red tray. After all it's 'red,' like MAGA Caps. The thought police are bothered by that kind of stuff, the morons. :) gw
Romios Avatar
January 12, 2021 at 10:31 AM
Right, Gershon...I better ditch those red trays. They offend any blue people. They can all take a very long walk on a very short pier. The blue KGB...)))) killing the unborn is cool, red anything is not. Will be sure to wear red when I go out. And no mask. I cannot breathe in them. Only go out for chiro! Pangie
Theraven Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 6:05 PM
Panagiota, Cookie!!! -The Cookie Monster
Romios Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 6:12 PM
Richard, it was a tiny cookie. I like the huge ones filled with Macadamia nuts. It's been Years since I delighted in one of those. Panagiota, Cookie Monster
Krutsinger Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 5:19 PM
I am running for my kitchen now, trying in vain to find a warm wheat roll! Thank you for making me salivate!
Romios Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 6:09 PM
Oh, golly, how funny Caren...do not fall, my friend, Pangie.
Cunningham Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 3:11 PM
Sounds delicious and nothing better than a good nap afterwards. Tom
Romios Avatar
January 11, 2021 at 4:00 PM
Thanks Tom Pangie
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