Best Cayenne Poems
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer,
dreams spiced in youthful glow come May.
Bright ribbons wake my bare feet’s slumber.
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer!
Rainbows pleat dance, no clouds encumber
my twirling limbs, life's weaved sashay.
Spring bows to thrill of cayenne summer,
dreams spiced in youthful glow come May!
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer,
blue tears, red smiles ‘round pole in May.
Life's colors flow from gold to umber.
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer!
And shall I join wind’s lively number
or watch bright ribbons twist and play?
Spring sighs with age come broaching summer,
blue tears, red smiles ‘round pole in May!
written 2/5/15
the molten ice cube
appeases the cayenne-tongue -
clemency of judge
(1)
I am a Burn’s Night baby
(named after the Ayrshire bard)
So we’re off to hunt a haggis
locating one is extremely hard
We scour the hills of Scotland
and have dull and rainy weather
There’s not a haggis to be seen …
they’re all hiding in the heather!
All of a sudden we spot a rare haggis
So hubby fires his gun into the gorse
The haggis scurries into the undergrowth
Hubby missed the wee beastie of course!
We spend hours out there on the hills
All the little haggis are all lying low
I scour the land with my binoculars
But not a hair of one is on show
The sky is getting really dark
we are tired and soaked to the skin
so we descend the slopes to the village
we see a butchers, and swiftly walk in
Hundreds of haggis are on display
With gaping mouth I stare in surprise
Their orange hair is so beautiful
I cannot believe my own eyes
I tell him we’ve been on a haggis hunt
And he glowers at me in shock and alarm
says the one’s on the hills are protected
He gets his stock from a breeding farm
I choose a wee haggis from the shop
When it’s baked we both have a slice
Haggis is a Scottish delicacy
I’ve got to say it tastes 'offally'* nice!
* Haggis, the national dish of Scotland, composed of the liver, heart, and lungs of a sheep minced and mixed with beef or mutton suet and oatmeal and seasoned with onion, cayenne pepper, and other spices. The mixture is packed into a sheep's stomach and boiled. Information sourced from google.
01/24/18
A Cayenne Spiced Sky
sweet cinnamon rays of light
squeezed through a hung crystal sheet
rush through to color the morning new
05~11~2014
Assassins hot, two pair; black, red
strappy, feminine, slaying men
stilettos risqué; red drop-dead
peppered lust hot shake of cayenne
strappy, feminine, slaying men
naughty ninjas; stilettos black
peppered lust hot shake of cayenne -
beware palpitations' attack!
naughty ninjas, stilettos black
dainty daggers traipse teasingly
beware palpitations’ attack;
high-heels' vamp kills you pleasingly
dainty daggers traipse teasingly
stilettos risqué; red drop-dead
high-heels vamp kills you pleasingly
assassins hot, two pair; black, red.
Susan Ashley
July 29, 2017
~ Third Place ~
Premiere Contest: Two Pair of Shoes Premiere
Sponsor: John Lawless
My heart was February ice
Kneeling to barren, cursed winter
Beneath weak, broken sacrifice
White skies cracked, and springtimes splinter
Through summer's youthful, blurry run
My heart was February ice
Unmelted, I defied the sun
My cup too proud for water's price
Austere solitude must suffice
So long, I slept in my cold tomb
My heart was February ice
Until your passion gave it bloom
As polar rivers part and thin
Your brown eyes, warm as cayenne spice
Thawed my frozen flames - even when
My heart was February ice.
2/10/20
For 'Distant Refrains' contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Shared 1st Place
A young man no more then twelve with a skirt made of pelt
is about to become a man a life that is time planned
He stands tall with no fears before his elders for he is fierce within his heart
his eyes looking only at the spear to become his and the feather headgear
His chest made bare standing out very proud with painted colors of red and brown
from the sacred ground
his Chief will pierce his soul and make him ready for the battleground
An ancient stone from his ancestors who have passed on as sharp as glass
the color of blood a beautiful jasper will pierce his skin and make him a man
A proud Cayenne.
T Reams
Bacon
You see them every now and then
through new friends that you make.
Recipes from far and near
that you can cook or bake.
A pumpkin peanut butter crunch
or a cake just made for two.
If you follow the instructions
it tells you what to do.
Ribs cooked in a special sauce
steamed while in a pot.
Add a little cayenne pepper
if you think you want it hot.
A treasure trove of food ideas
like peanut butter fudge.
I swear if I ate it all
I'd probably never budge.
There's food for the young and old
and for the poor and wealthy.
Some even look darn good
designed just for the healthy.
Besides the candy and desserts
the ones I dream of makin.
Is any recipe at all
that you can make with bacon.
Grill it fry it I don't care
break it into pieces.
Stuff it wrap it steam it
stick it in the creases.
If there were prizes to be won
I knew just what would win it.
Any recipe here on earth
that has real bacon in it.
Edwin C Hofert
Beyond a sweet zephyr
whorled a scent,
something so familiar
amidst that breeze,
'twas like warm apple pie
sitting 'pon a windowsill
wafting delectable
reminiscence of long ago,
children's laughter
full of caramel & pepper,
petunias, summer rain
and hot cayenne spice
all delightfully refreshing
in a blast of fragrant air's
momentously blissed nostalgia
I knelt down covering the face with ground,
Romancing with hands spread
All over, exploring crevices, valleys
Undulating hills and mountains which spreadraggle.
His worshipful majesty blotting out of my turlips
In repeated recitation recalcitrant tongue,
Ageless ancestors do come together,
And let us broke on reason,
Plead case with the Almighty
Plead when prone to give in
Plead when on his Dinner spread,
Don’t offer chicken noodles and potato shuffle
But barbecue basted boasted Peacock, offer
Salami salmon salad in the sky
Roasted shark fins garnish with jellyfish
Add some coral reef to taste,
Dragon eyes buried in hot chili sauce;
Gut of Godzilla and chop chest of Plesiosaur
Mutton of Dinosaur and the baldhead of king Kong,
Breathing steam, sweet cherry on top,
All gather in a giant charger,
Let him not sip them down with Apricot flan,
Rousing rumbling champagne, bland brandy
But chestnut seed, olive and kernel oil
Sunripe grapes, camouflage lemons, rose of clematis,
Ceanothus, sunflower seeds and a sprinkle of cayenne
Let Hercules wringe together,
Let the violet juice drop to fill his goblet
And settle his heart.
i remember all of it that afternoon
we cut hearts and stars from foil
we placed the silver ones in the sky
we placed the beating ones on our lips
i know because i felt you like my own breath
that is why I thought you were oxygen
that was the times when matches were lit
that was when my thermometer cracked
i remember it all of that afternoon
you were tearing leaves in the kitchen
you with fingers long and slender
you with french vanilla ice cream nails
i know because in my mind i was licking you
before you ejected a river of tributaries
before we bubbled on to the element
before we merged over an empty pot
i remember that afternoon all of it
the priceless german kitchen knife
the bone cutting diamond hard blade
the slashing beef tongue spiced in cayenne
i know because like helium i floated away
through the blood red tomato coloured air
through the dripping wet haze of rejection
through the liquid salt of hand made wounds
i remember of it all that afternoon
served on a yellow plate of grapes sour
served in the fantasy of yesterday
served in the kindlings of one afternoon
Sweet Summer breeze
scraped n' bruise covered knees
sidewalk chalk marks on your jeans
torn clothes, worn as badges of Adventure
popsicle stained lips
secret crush kisses
Summer life as a kid
I truly miss it
Snatching fireflies from the skies
watching sunsets dashed with
cayenne pepper cotton candy
clouds
Sunnies nibbling toes
filled with stale bread from mom
kick the can, truth or dare, hide & go seek
mud pie smiles, warm chocolate chip cookies to eat
Summer life as a kid
I truly miss it
Grandmas sweet tea conversations on the porch
covert midnight campfires with friends
from spying little sisters
Ghost stories to tell, marshmallows to toast
climbing trees, fairy tale dreams
being the first one picked
for the kickball team
Summer life as a kid
I truly miss it
(For a blind man…)
Sighted vision is a mystery.
Whether sitting on the divan,
Busily washing a dishpan,
Or sitting outside getting a tan.
Jon, them thin hands see.
Whether using salt and not cayenne,
I declare you amaze me, man.
You work and live industriously.
I remain your biggest fan.
Jon, them thin hands see.
Whether riding in a sedan
Or walking on the street,
You always greet the folks you meet.
Friendship never does retreat.
Independently living my dear friend.
Jon, them thin hands see.
© April 11, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for PS Member Congest: Anagrammatically Speaking
Sponsored by: nikko palmario
One pot Cajun pasta
We are going to totally enjoy this one hot spicy Cajun pasta
Easy to make for a weekend meal
The sense of smell explores our food before we eat it
Oh, I cannot wait to gorge on this tasty warm meal
Just start throwing all your ingredients in a big pot
Start with a
2 tablespoons of olive oil
Two chicken breast cut in chunks sizzling to a nice brown
mix in
One part cayenne pepper
One part paprika
One part garlic
One part salt
One part pepper
Or just use 1 tablespoon premade Cajun spice seasoning
All the colors just make me anxious to savory the taste
Stir in 8 ounces Andouille sausage
The aroma swirls like a mist through the air tickling my nose with savory spicy aromatic comforting smell before the food reaches the mouth and we can taste it.
Stir
Three cloves garlic
A half slice onion
One sliced red pepper
One sliced green pepper
2 cups sliced mushrooms
And stir sauté
Aroma infiltrates through the whole house, enticing everyone in the house
1 pound pasta
5 cups chicken broth
Stir and let it bring to a boil
Simmer for 10 min. and stir every 2 min.
It spicy Cajun aroma makes me so hungry just smelling it stewing
Add a half cup heavy cream
Stir 1 cup Parmesan cheese
Garnish with chives and grated Parmesan cheese
Whoohoo! Tasty!!!
9/30/2015
Sponsored by: TAMMY REAMS
Contest Name: Didactic Food
I love your acsent' it makes me want to kiss you!
16 fillet catfish/ or seabass
1/4 cup of McCormick seasoning
2 Tablespoons of garlic powder
2 Tablespoons of onion powder
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
mix well and set aside
1/2 cup of olive oil
1/2 melted butter
1/4 cup lime juice
coat both sides of each fillet with oil and butter
sprinkle seasoning atop
bake in a 350 degree oven until fish are flakey and done
8 cups of cooked cous cous( soaked in 1 cup of buttermilk)
3 cups of goats cheese
2 cups of heavy cream
2 cups of béchamel sauce
1/2 melted butter
1/2 cup of fresh chives
5 tablespoons of crushed garlic
2 cup of oven roasted turkey bacon ( cook into bits)
1/3 cup of diced fine green peppers (sautéed)
1/3 cup of crushed sun dried tomatoes
12/3 saute'd onion
1 & 1/2 cup of white cheddar
2 tablespoons of red pepper flakes
combine ingredients and bake for 25 minutes
slice fillets from a leg of lamb
about twenty slices
salt and pepper
grill (medium rare)
in a pan combine
1/3 cup of beef broth
1 cup of pomegranate juice
1/4 cup of honey
1/4 cup of lime juice
5 tablespoons of chopped rosemary
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
1/3 cup of sweet red wine
1 cup of unsalted pistachios
reduce sauce about half
add lamb and serve
FOR DESSERT
5 CUPS OF BROWNIE MIXED ( MIXED USING BOX RECIPE)
4 CUPS OF ANGEL FOOD ( USING BOX RECIPE)
24 DOLLOPS OF CREAM CHEESE
IN A GREASED NON-STICK MUFFIN PAN, SPOON IN TWO TABLE SPOONS OF BROWNIE MIX
AND LAYER IT WITH THE ANGEL FOOD MIX, (ABOUT 2 TABLESPOONS)
HALFWAY FULL ADD CREAM CHEESE
COVER WITH BROWNIE AND ANGEL FOOD MIX
BAKE UNTIL DONE, USING A TOOTH PICK TO CHECK
COOL MUFFINS, TOP WITH FAVORITE FROSTING AND SERVE
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WE BASSOON'D THE FOOD WAS DONE: SO WE ATE IT!
WE DRUMMED AND OBO'D THRU THE NIGHT
ASSUMING WE WOODWIND: WE DID!
WE DID !