Best Habanero Poems
Where
art though
my pretty
BBQ face?
I long for you, my beef brisket beauty!
My smokin hot habanero pepper,
burn me with love!
No need to
wipe the
sweat…
Sauce
on your
face and you
couldn’t care less.
I am so in love with food, and with you.
July 18th, 2016
Their love simmered upon a gentle range
Fanned until it burst into fiery flame
Fueled with lively passion it sparked exchange
Year upon year it couldn't be quenched or tamed
Renewed each spring like the gardenia's bloom
Sending forth blossoms, sweet scented, pure white
A love so rich the roses blushed, assumed
within their hearts, love was all lily-white
The last blossom of their gardenia fell
'pon an unplowed garden; it swiftly died
Can flames be ignited from a dry cell
once again; as 'twas in youth's blushing bride
Love hotter than habanero pepper
dried; lively scent of gardenia and myrrh
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
Contest: English Sonnet
I don't do meter very well..
My husband planted some of these in our garden last year..The hottest pepper I have ever seen..I pulled one while it was green and looked at it and thought there must be something wrong with the soil here for this to look all wrinkled up and I tasted just the very tip and it wasn't too bad but I could tell that the next bite would be a killer..I told my husband that they were not hot..He pulled a red one..Well~~you know the rest of the story..
September 17, 2016, Saturday, Contest Entry Date..
Poem written earlier..August 08, 2016
There once was a jokester fellow
Who switched the hot habanero
A mild sweet banana bought
One tender succlent sought
When orange pepper he bit bellowed
My husband bought some peppers for our garden.
He wanted me to make some pepper sauce
so he wanted some cayene but could not find
any so he picked up one and said this one is a
Jalapeno..So one day I was out in the garden
and saw that pepper plant..I told him there is a
pepper plant down there that has what looks
like deformed Bell Peppers on it..I pulled the one
that was on there and tasted just a little bite.
It wasn't hot but I could tell that if I took
another bite it would be warm but I have
had Bell Peppers to have just a little heat. I told
him it wasn't hot..So one turned orange and
he pulled it and took a big bite..Well, you
know the rest of the story..
the evening was a beautiful blue
when i got home from my workday
i went to the mailbox, retrieved a pile
and quickly perused the stack
i saw it quickly and was surprised,
my brother got a "handwritten note"
no return address, i noted,
yet it all returned, flooding back to me,
the pain, the grief, the gladness,
all the stages of grief and life.
i held it up to the light, to candle it,
like a fresh egg from an older time
it was, as i suspected, a sales promo,
for foundation repair or perhaps
for whole life insurance, or some
equally ironic useless instrument as,
my brother has been dead for many years.
i smiled, after the startle had subsided,
knowing, remembering, how my brother
would have reacted, with a wry comment,
and perhaps a joke about always hoping
he'd leave a forwarding address.
i got to thinking...do the dead,
just like us, long for a note, a letter,
some quickly dashed off postcard?
"Having a time of it here, wish we could talk.".
perhaps, a little something
with cologne-sprayed paper,
or a glittered envelope,
or more my siblings style, with
some hot habanero, or heritage
cantaloupe seeds inside. -
just a quick note that says
"You are remembered, and missed".
{looking up}
"i'd like a fifty-cent postcard,
and a book of forever stamps please."
© Goode Guy 2013-05-13
Momentary lapse of reasoning
behind exemplary seasonings
give way to life's spicy habanero
awesomesauce.
Life's seasoning of sweet-&-sour puckers
Sweet puckering of every souring breath.
Life's wicked stammer nailing it
like a swift hammering blow
squashing pinpoint accuracy.
Strawberry daiquiris fruity liquor quicker
of tasty wines staggers a peaceful
drunken swagger.
Two lips on a single stick licking
twice mythical tricks in a single smooth
liquoring trick.
Heavy Metal rocking chairs speeds
of metal God's playing power cords
of metal's overlords.
Liquor upfront an poker in the rear
get that ass moving in gear boy's
she's my favorite toy I plan to employ.
Aesthetics of fruity colorful abstracts
pathetic when listening to rhetoric
of rhetorical circles in circumstances.
Forget the rest a single success
I double the best with sweet success
I can triple the doubling time taking
out the best molesting their rhymes
with my words committing felony crimes
in aesthetics of synthesizing
provocative unique exquisite
designs in rhymes sublime
line's in contemporary design
of these modern times.
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Pablo...according to me (Part 1a), read Part 1b to finish
Re Pablo Picasso printmaking exhibition at Bellagio Hotel's Fine Art Gallery.
(1) Left Profile of a Woman with Blue Hair
The lass you slay here rebukes your dogma while submitting to greater cause. I wonder if her soul preempted her locks in route to this blue oblivion.
(2) Woman with a Yellow Necklace
I don't blame you, I'd chase her too. The untamed lass -- part figurine, part conundrum, part hurricane -- who pried, cried and tried your fervor until committing to the menu and after-party.
(3) El Greco's Portrait of a Man with a Ruff
The patience you must have had, I never would. Slicing, dicing, razors slashing this debonair freak, and from the misery of linoleum too. Seems like you took 3rd Grade stencils, dipped them in the blood of barbarians, and chased it with a cocktail of speed, habanero grits and rancor. Well done.
(4) The Painter and His Easel
So it's me, watching you, watching this painter, watching and coloring the world in hope that someone is watching. Eye drops, anyone?
(5) Reclining Woman
If my wife looked like that on the sectional, maybe the dogs might behave, and I might get peace and quiet every once in a while.
(6) Head of a Woman Next to a Window
The pink streak grabs my gut, saying trace my face with grace, then maybe you tackle what I see, what l need. On that note, Windex ever?
..to be continued in Part 1b (because the Soup won't let me post it all here, ugh)...
(8/1/15)
I have become a fat chair potato
It would be nice to be a tomato
Maybe a chili pepper hot
Or habanero wrought
Anything else to end this trapped woe
Written: 03/17/2023
Habanero pepper has 100,000 to 350,000 Scoville Heat Units.
It was a boomerang love affair
of "once upon a midnight dreary"
preponderances mid ecstasy & woe
obliterating affection's sensibilities,
strategic mid tomorrow's yesterdays
[nectar'd apricot marmalade honey
neath sizzling hot habanero spices]
doused with tears betwixt fiery tumult
and indescribable embraced moments
clutching onto daunting fairy tales of
happily afters & no return adaptations
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
of lioness queen's jungle and
overbearing laughing hyenas
Poe - 'one upon a midnight dreary'
horseradish habanero
a chilli salsa
choriqueso chorizo
chicken monterey
some tequila or
horchata
Si !
Abstracts hang:
sterling silver frames,
matted in motif,
celebrating Artist.
An exhibit, ten years old,
collects dust, forcing recollection.
The mortuary – Boyhood Curiosity.
Mother: Naked. Stretched. Stiff. Grey.
Tin baking dishes engulfed the counters.
Great aunts and second cousins crowded our sofas.
Somber chatter and pats on the head stung.
Clasping my girl’s hand, I twisted my door knob
quietly. Their chatter continued.
I escaped into her for my first kiss:
tear salt and cherry lip gloss.
Tuna casserole and ambrosia slopped
into lunch boxes. The cold steel of fresh
cut key tapped on chest, pulled the string around
my neck, leaving a rash. I walked into our empty house.
The walls echoed. Odor from cold spiral ham
replaced aroma of fresh cookies and oil paint.
Art followed Artist. Canvases were laid on the autopsy
table, framed for their wake.
Dressed in their Dynamic Blue,
Electric Lime and Habanero Red,
the dirging dead
hang on wall.
Sherry
Brown sugar
Garlic
Pureed beets
Pureered green pepper
Pureed onion
Olive oil
Fish stock
Lemon juice
Salt
Paprika
3 hot yellow habanero peppers
Chopped fennel
Make about one gallon
Maranade pork loins or
Fresh hams.
maranade whole
Game hens.
Roast for
Happy Saturday celebrations
Serve with
Pasta noodle salad
garlicy potatoes
Garden salad
Yeast rolls
Rum-cherry-pineapple-sprite- drink
Banana cheesecake
Apple pie
Jamaican spice cake
Sherry
Brown sugar
Garlic
Pureed beets
Pureered green pepper
Pureed onion
Olive oil
Fish stock
Lemon juice
Salt
Paprika
3 hot yellow habanero peppers
Chopped fennel
Make about one gallon
Maranade pork loins or
Fresh hams.
maranade whole
Game hens.
Roast for
Happy Saturday celebrations
Serve with
Pasta noodle salad
garlicy potatoes
Garden salad
Yeast rolls
Rum-cherry-pineapple-sprite- drink
Banana cheesecake
Apple pie
Jamaican spice cake
Ah, at a magnificent place 'twas
this ball held!
With gorgeous jam debutantes,
arriving one by one.
Sorry you were not there!
To behold the debutantes and
their escorts gliding down the
winding stairs
Such beautiful faces,and all
superbly trained in fine cotillion
graces.
First came Rose Petal and Seville
Orange, a stunning pair!
Then Honeysuckle and Sir Hawthorne,
so stunning they drove the crowd wild.
Next, the gorgeous Pearadise
and Sir Quince, so gorgeous we
all did wince!
Cherry and the famed Knight
Elderberry made all heads turn.
Sparkling Dandelion and Prince
Habanero, so lovely, struck our
hearts like arrows.
The Viennese Waltzes began,
a night so memorable.
We all applauded such gorgeous
couples.
Mesmerized by such grace beyond
finite.
Each couple,bowed and left us "
eventually.
With dreams of next years cotillion,
We all pledged to be!
September 12, 2019
*These are names of actual names
of homemade jams and jellies.
Sherry
Brown sugar
Garlic
Pureed beets
Pureered green pepper
Pureed onion
Olive oil
Fish stock
Lemon juice
Salt
Paprika
3 hot yellow habanero peppers
Chopped fennel
Make about one gallon
Maranade pork loins or
Fresh hams.
maranade whole
Game hens.
Roast for
Happy Saturday celebrations
Serve with
Pasta noodle salad
garlicy potatoes
Garden salad
Yeast rolls
Rum-cherry-pineapple-sprite- drink
Banana cheesecake
Apple pie
Jamaican spice cake
Sherry
Brown sugar
Garlic
Pureed beets
Pureered green pepper
Pureed onion
Olive oil
Fish stock
Lemon juice
Salt
Paprika
3 hot yellow habanero peppers
Chopped fennel
Make about one gallon
Maranade pork loins or
Fresh hams.
maranade whole
Game hens.
Roast for
Happy Saturday celebrations
Serve with
Pasta noodle salad
garlicy potatoes
Garden salad
Yeast rolls
Rum-cherry-pineapple-sprite- drink
Banana cheesecake
Apple pie
Jamaican spice cake