Anise Poems | Examples

Ouzo Nights By the Bay

Ouzo, oh ouzo,can make your head verily spin
But it made me feel like I was morphing into Aphrodite's twin!
And, more potent were your eyes stare and long eyelashes.
Dancing the Greek soldiers dance, OPA and in proud sashes.


Decades down life’s river, in the boat of life, we are one .
I close my eyes, still humming ‘Thessaloniki” loud and strong.
In a blue and white colored dream, I still caress your hand,
As we did long ago to a taunting, lively Bozouki band.


I shall blow out the gardenia candle and say good-night,
Loving you was, and is, forever~my soul’s precious delight..



Agape mou!
Panagiota


Notes on Ouzo!
Miracle Anise-flavored drink that can only be made in Greece  
As of 2006, it received the EU-approved………………………..
PCO-Protected Country of Origin!

Musk Hibiscus

      Sugar paper petals rippable Hibiscus
      Musk sap via jungle civet melts to jelly 
      Turkish Delight icing, licked clean fingers
      Rubber soft texture entices tongues joyfully 

    
      Mallow centesimal stripes boiled candy
      Star picket stick pink pigment saccharine
      Temptress in dress derived from deer manly
      Restless gypsy tastebuds buzz within labyrinth 

    
      Gender column calm offers an absconding
      Seductive glands have universal indulgence 
      Elon holds obstinately to his Mars 2030 colony
      Stamen aims telescope towards closer emulsion 


      Satellite dish observation grants mans' wishes
      Expands our command of unimagined planets
      Future mixes musk fusions for either expeditious
      Sows anise seeds for Mars far sighted inhabitants 


      
      

          23rd  January 2023

          Written for Contest: Musk
          Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco

The Terrific Two

Sari, Sari the woman spoke
I was delighted when I found she
spoke of supper, as I was hungry.
Majestic and Magificent
Lavish and slendid
modish and grand
Chic Genteel and posh
a delight for all
a great choice of food!
Marvelous and grand!
Might a world of hungry people
eat and enjoy!










cups of cooked rice noodles drained
1 cup of steamed chopped spinach
1/2 cup of roasted red bell pepper
1/2 cup of lemongrass
2 tbsp of fish stock
1 teaspoon of chopped ginger
7 green onions chopped
1 cup of chopped cooked pig feet meat
5 crushed garlic cloves
3/4 cups of cilantro
1 pound of shrimp jumbo steamed and chopped
1/4 cup of lime juice plus 1 teaspoon of  rice vinegar plus 1 table spoon
of pomegranate molasses plus 1/2 teaspoon of gin and
 1& 1/2 tablespoons of cayenne peppers
6 cups of chicken broth
2 star anise
Sautee ginger,garlic,onion and lemongrass, five minutes tossed
and remove from heat.
boil chicken stock mix in vinegar and molasses mixture.
add pig feet and spinach and
allow to simmer.
remove stock from heat add all ingredients and serve!

Giving Her Advice On Adding Purple

I wanted to add purple to my garden, she said.
She was lucky to have me, I thought in my head.
What about catmint, hydrangea, or meadow rue?
She looked confused, like she did not know what to do.

There is always lavender, corydalis, alluring allium too.
She took a step back and landed heavily on my shoe.
Spiderwort, mist flower, violet, anise, I suggested to her.
She did not respond fast, so I mentioned lupine, so pure.

How do you know so much about flowers, she asked me.
I don’t know, I guess I have grown up with them naturally. 
Verbena, leading lady plum and bellflower might be the way…
She screamed, turned on her heel, and ran squarely away.

Written 6-5-2022
Contest: Purple Flower Contest
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron Flores

Autumn Delicacies

Autumn Delicacies

Scruffy clouds scoot across a ragged autumn sky
Scattering bits of seasonal, savory, spice ~

Hues of paprika fly from orange tupelos 
Then spin together in tumbleweeds of rusty umber oaks
And fluttering tinges of gold from ginger hued aspens ~
Aromatic sassafras, imbued by sable sycamores,
Stir up chestnut stars of wafting anise stars
Folded into swirling feasts of umber cinnamon beech
Twirling potpourris of equinox bouquet garni
As whirlwinds mix the delicacies of burgundy liquid amber ~

A banquet feast ~ a jubilee ~
Mixed and measured
By the hand of wind song rhapsodies
Strewn across autumn’s tongue ~
Taste testing fall.

10-13-21
Contest: Let’s Mix It Up
Sponsor: Constance La France

Lines 1-2 – Unrhymed couplet
Lines 3-9 Imagism
Lines 10-14 Tanka Unrhymed Lines

Greek Gastronomical Pleasures

Sometimes words make me melt!
Like that anise-flavored, OUZO, the
Greek aperitif.
On hot cheese the waiter pours it.
A match is lit and the dish, of course, 
lights up.
Don’t ask why, but wow, it makes my
heart melt!

Poets words can be that intoxicating.
A special few set my heart to racing,
Ouzo, as moving as great poetry!
Especially, much like Cummings most,
direct poem, such honesty!
“I Like My Body, When it is With Your
Body.”
A poem highly sensual and most loving.

A poem each poet should surely, read.
That is, if you are an adult and truth is 
your thing..
And only read if you are a raving realist!
Who wants their heart to sing and have 
it moonlit kissed.



                   10/12/2021

October Spice

October Spice

Inspired October creates a recipe
For a sumptuous feast
A bouquet garni of paprika hued orange tupelo,
A fete of fragrant cinnamon shades in russet umber oaks,
Sprinkling tinges of savory gold in dancing ginger aspens
Then blending bits of sienna nutmeg tones to hickory,
Glazing scarlet cardamom frost on the sugar maple,
In a festival of allspiced sweet gum mixed delicacies 
A banquet fest spread out in pungent cloves of beech offerings
Autumnal master stirs up a feast of bonne bouche in sassafras tones
With a smidge of saffron dusting on sable sycamores
Tidbits of chestnut fripperies - dainty delights wearing star anise harvests -
Sachet d’Epices of magenta dyed coriander colors burning bushes burgundy
In measures reflecting eternal delight - a twirling potpourri of praise. 

9-27-21
Contest: October
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

Thank you Jan for the inspiration!

The Old Oliver

Grandpa's tractor coughs, sputters and comes alive, acrid smoke sharpening my senses... gears engaged, lurches forward, disturbing clouds of fungus midges bursting in the sun from the damp clumps of weeds near the barn.
Anise Hyssop, wild spires along the barn, fill the air with licorice smells as the rear wheels brush by.

Proceeding to the field, the tractor hiccups over clumps of soil, jarring memories of Grandpa's firm grip around my waist, riding along, teaching me secrets of the earth...

...a cycle finished, Grandma brought out to the field at lunchtime, a covered basket filled with cold chicken, potato salad, creamed cucumbers and half a fresh berry pie, lovingly prepared the day before, sharing smiles and my excited recollections of the morning...

...another couple hours and Grandpa tires a bit, so we ramble back to the barn, spying Grandma unclipping laundry from the clothesline, softly singing beautiful hymns of praise.

A Blessed Day, Indeed..

Nightfall

Her hush rolls like folding scrolls
Gentle breeze, whiffs of anise
Fire, cream puff desire
Soft sorbet, goosebump display
Draw back of kite, lull of light
Descending easel bending
Blackboard slate, forgiveness' weight


5-17-2020

Dans Le Heure Bleue

“dans le heure bleue"



My skin feels alive
when you are 
next to me
blood pulsing
from the core
of me
Root Chakra Red
My throat exposed
the Wolf now
lies next to me
in my warm bed
savage and smiling 
he is seen, he
smells of 
fresh crushed green
pine leaves 
lemon 
basil 
bergamot 
a heart blooming
with jasmine
rose
carnation 
coriander 
patchouli
sandalwood 
and iris root, then
I’m on my knees
genuflecting
he says,
“Come here,"
He kisses me
and tastes 
like 
Star Anise


"sauvage
je reviens
vers vous
Rouge
dans le
heure bleue..."


(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
V.S.A.S.


 


"Scent of a Woman
rising from 
the Oceans blue
necklace of pearls
on a clam shell
salt and air
silver cut grass
then earthed
terra australis
Red"

Autumn

Autumn 


Foliage on the trees
Red fire adorn the leaves
Bloody berries on display
Acorn and pine cones in disarray 
Squirrel and chipmunk stuff their cheeks
As they’ll  hibernate for weeks
A toasty, sweet and spicy fume
Warm aroma fill the room
Lemongrass ,ginger ,star anise and cinnamon,
The vigilant mother hen 
A kettle of hot tea
Cloudy puffs of steam, what a wonder to see
A bowl of pumpkin soup sprinkled with its seed
Buttery crescent with cream cheese
Snow boots fit with ease 



Marckincia Jean
Rhyme 
08/31/19

Heart Colors

From my multicolor heart
feverish sounds, and
subtle odors
 of mysteries ...
Eyes,
lapis lazuli stones
look to the the sky
mystery in
blue...
Perceptions
of sweet puzzle
ties,
energizing.
heart...
pulsating indigo!
 almost green
exceeding  green
 of aplant...
Blue,
further than bluish
multicolored
anise heart,
Heart,
rainbow
in your
sky...!you see....
It's me.

The Knot Garden

~The Knot Garden~

Weave up and down, now in an out.
Where does it start?
Where does it stop -
The dance, this lively garden gavotte?

A circle of Thyme, like ladies fair,
Joined with royal ribbons of Sage
Woven throughout with Tarragon’s leaves,
Rosemary’s boughs – handsome as lords.

A stately pattern of no mean estate
Made with Marjoram and Parsley in hue,
An intricate knot, noble in origin,
Sir Basil and Savory in delicate steps.

Oregano bows and Peppermint curtsies –
A duke and his duchess
Entwined in the waltzing
Of ancient design and arrangement.

Lines intersect with flowers of Anise,
Squares within circles – pungent with Dill -
Carefully planned, a castle garden dances,
Intertwined in delight by a King for his Queen.

Dedicated to the reproduction of a medieval knot garden at Filoli Gardens and Estate.

Hear Here

What you say is not what I hear:
  You say card dealer, but I hear car dealer,
  --Unless you mean card healer,
     A Tarot card healer
     Who deals in Aces of Cups
     And Fours of Swords.

What you say is not what I hear:
  You say a nice man, but I hear an ice man,
  --Unless you mean anise man,
    Yet another healer,
    A medicinal healer-dealer.

What you say is not what I hear:
  You say next door, but I hear next store,
  --Unless you mean neck store,
    Neck dealers being the next dealer-healers.

What you say is not what I hear:
  You say soccer, but I hear Sock her.
  You say flipper, but I hear Flip her.
  You say Stick 'er up, but I hear Sticker up,
  --All of which can get quite sticky,
     Especially if you call me Mr. Karnicki,
     And I hear you say, "Car, Nicky."

        The bottom line hear,
       When all's said an done:
             Eye had fun;
             Ewe had nun.

Let Tambourines Begin

Puerto Rican girl
thin, thin, 
let street lights pour

bourbon on your hair,
anise on your skin.
Puerto Rican girl,

thin, thin, 
gin one white smile for me.
Let tambourines begin


Donal Mahoney

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