I picked up an old recipe book looking for something appetizing to cook, the recipes were very old and something unusual was moving in my soul. I wanted a taste and resonate beyond the heaven, a taste that was different and one that would appease the global longinging. I have tried British cuisine but it was too cold and it would have rapture my soul. French and Italian was full of compassion; extremely romantic so I place an asterisk beside it but later I will see if that will fit. Chinese cuisine was too hot and Japanese was too flat, Vietnamese and Thai was too hard to comply; too much noodle would ruin my sleep and cause my spirit to weep. Mexican was too spicy and Middle East was too dicey. I still could not make up my mind and I want to bring the universe alive and appease their appetite and so I turn my head toward the sky and watch the cloud slowly transition in the sky.
Come on, you have to admit
It's juicy and tantalizing
Tasty and delightfully delicious
Rich in flavourful vitamin
Uniquely filled with sunshine
Solely for the joy of biting into it
AP: 3rd place 2026
HERE IN THE NOURISHING BOWL THEREOF
Here I am, bowled
And immersed
In the warmth
And awareness
Of peace, love,
And supreme wisdom:-
Not only am I a receiver
But I'm also an ingredient
Of this nourishing bowl
Seasoned with its scented
Appetizing cravings thereof:
How blessed and inspiring
It is to be in the onderful
Oneness and onement
Of this nourishing bowl
Of Supreme Poetry Soup:-
May the entire world’s appetite
Be drawn and satisfied with
The nourishing ingredients
Of this cisterning bowl
That daily overflows
With awareness, faith, hope, love,
And belief in the wonderful oneness
Of the onement of unified humanity:-
The Misery You Crave
My dying day
The misery you crave
Run with me
The world is ending
Bleed with me
A storm is brewing
Stay with me until the end
The night is appetizing
Who knows if we have tomorrow
Embrace the darkness
Don’t leave me crawling alone
Never let go
Rise above the ashes
This dying die is ours
Buildings are burning all around
We are unforgiven
Candles are burning for us
I am the misery you crave
The sky is falling,
Only memories remain
Evergreen corpses strewn on sidewalks
like victims of plague,
still adorned with specks of tinsel
abandoned and forlorn
once welcome houseguests now in the street
never to greet another New Year
all the presents unwrapped
put in proper place
beside last years loot of
sweaters, records and notebooks
never got written in
nothing to drink and no money for the bar
the food all gone except for leftovers
that no longer appear appetizing
to the eyes of yuletide withdrawal
I walk down the street
and see no one,
all the decorations down
on television Jimmy Stewart
kisses Donna Reed for eternity
and here I am.
FREEDOM
LOCKED AWAY IN A TINY CELL
FOR HOW LONG MY MIND WON'T TELL
MY MEALS PLACED IN FRONT OF ME
DON'T LOOK APPETIZING SO I WILL NOT EAT
MY MIND SEEMS TO WORK OVER TIME
LOCKED AWAY IN A TINY CELL I WHICH I CALL MINE
NOBODY DARE ASKA HOW I AM
FRANKLY BECAUSE NOONE GIVES A DAMN
THERE IS A WORLD OUT THERE WAITING FOR ME
TINY WINDOWS MAKE ME DISBELIEVE
UP IN COURT IN TWO DAYS TIME
LUCKY ENOUGH TO GET OUT THE CELL I CALL MINE
COURT DAY IS NOW HERE
NOTHING TO SAY NOTHING TO FEAR
BACK IN MY CELL FOR TWO MORE YEARS
NOONE ASKS HOW I GOT ON, NOONE CARES
I'LL BE DREAMING DRINKING AT THE BAR WITH MATES
LOOKING FOR BLOKES TO GO ON DATES
NOW IN MY CELL I DO NOT FEEL SO GLUM
BECAUSE YOU KNOW I'M ON MY WAY TO FREEDOM.
Mesmerizing beauty
like a moth to a flame.
Land of milk and honey,
how'd you know my name.
Hypnotizing motion,
spider in her web,
Treasure hunter’s bounty
as you lay on your bed.
Appetizing banquet,
lioness to gorge,
valleys, dunes and mountains,
an eternity to forge.
Tantalizing tremors,
an eagle soaring high,
supernova, ecstasy
forever ‘til we die.
New Orleans French quarter bakeries
feature luxurious flavorsome bene’s
palatable pumpkin pies, exquisitely decorated cookies
aromatic meaty soups, nectarous scones, rich dipping sauces
appetizing cobblers, and cream puffs larger than clouds.
My nose lead the way after I found the brochure
I was not disappointed
Early morning, the coconut tree climber came to our garden,
He would tether his ankles with rope, and climb up the tall tree,
He will make some dents on tree at top, and extract the sap,
The sap, “Neera”, would be saintly healthy drink first,
After a few hours it would become toddy beer for adults.
For religious minds, coconut is offered in every Hindu ritual,
Birthdays, prayers, weddings, christening of cars to aircrafts,
A coconut must be broken as a good omen,
The coconut water and nuts can be very appetizing,
Coconut oil is a good sunscreen, you can even use it as cooking oil.
When Your Young Life Catches You Flat Footed
BarBQ, potato chips Mountain Dew and Watermelon pie
It was a huge celebration of friends on the Fourth of July
There was Tammy with beautiful hair and those dark tanned legs
And Patricia looking so sexy, appetizing, made a soul want to beg
Then ravishing Connie, O, me my, my, those sweet sexy lips
Last but not least there was Helen, that made Greeks launch those ships
Four very beautiful women and each one I had once dated
I wonder if the day would be a curse that was indeed ill Fated
And each one of them was surely there to see little ole me
I did not know whether to be very glad or so swiftly flee
My new wife looked at me, gave me that "you better behave stare"
I was immediately wishing these feet to rush me out of there
What to do next, what to say, damn it, I had not a clue
I was so deeply perplexed, and thus into the house I flew
"Man o man", the pressure on my heart surely hit me damn hard
Like a wise man, I went and hid in my library, writing like a Bard.
Robert J. Lindley,
16 verse Narrative
It is warm for these summer golden days.
Fruit is plentiful, before it decays.
Home fruit canning in the kitchen a blaze.
Mason jars and lids are sterilizing,
Pears, peaches, and apple organizing.
Cooking the fruit down, straining, and sizing.
The scrumptious smells that reach out amazing;
The flowing heating steam ever raising.
Appetizing canning labels phrasing.
Clean and back in their places and no trace,
Of utensils, lids and pots in their space.
A smile of finish in the kitchen's grace.
Taste the words,
so does the poet...
when the appetite
comes, no one to
temptation resists...
how to resist
fruit words tasty,
sweets... to poems
salty, verses
substantial...
opiparous dinner
of special words,
festive entries from
delicious poems...
soft desserts,
rhyming treats
agreeable...
taste words
to satisfy the hunger
for letters...
the appetite for words
varies, but all
poets must
eat to powerfully
survive...!
pie
delightful, delectable
appealing, appetizing, appeasing
sweetness, sugariness, acidity, acerbity
retching, regorging, regurgitating
brackish, brinish
fly
NB: This is purely my own reaction to eating flies. I understand it’s quite the delicacy to some. To each his own ... :)
14 January 2023
Delightful Diamante Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
BEACHCOMBER
You comb the beaches
Detailed to the inches
At least you might be fortunate
To get even a wanton mate
Your line you carry
You look like one in hurry
But your eyes are sharp
Ready to the unlucky one map
The bait is appetizing
Drooping with mock rejoicing
But microbes it sports
Found in promiscuous ports
But sailors on it fall
And purge their worries -- all
After paying the toll
Then you automatically smoke them over the rack
With ss behind your bare back
You examine your levy
And say, They die of envy
Your heart is never heavy
But your speech is wavy
As staple food* for my soul, irresistible
Bread of life --- indeed perfectly infallible
Chewable, appetizing midst wondrous sweetness
Delectable with much honey-glazed graciousness…
Ever tasty to my heart for grand existence
Flavorful milk does fortify bones’ persistence
Grabbing my taste buds to defy bitterness-sting
Having me savor pure truth toward health hoisting…
Imparting strength to my faith smiting doubt and fear
Juicy meats of minerals and vitamins’ gear
Keep me best against sin-afflicting viruses
Loading well-being along goodness that blesses…
Menu God divinely sets as spiritual meal
Nourishes me --- that’s the Bible of heaven seal
Offering nutritious diet I also share
Palatably festive with blissful love and care.
Ode in ABC with couplet form
*Job 23:12 Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.
August 10, 2022
Edited on February 23, 2023
3rd place, "Write an Ode to an Inanimate Object" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Jeff Kyser; judged on 3/8/2023.
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