Braised Poems

B Tongue Twister

bragging, boasting, brainy Barney Blithe brought buxom Betty Brown
braised, boiled, baloney. Beaming Betty Brown bestowed baked berry
baklava on Barney, besting bragging, boasting, brainy Barney Blithe.

Braised Tuna

Tuna braised in
Pineapple with
Vermicelli.

YESTERDAY a refrain

Toasted teacakes,parmesan cheese
Croquetted chicken,fricasees;
Apple dumplings,yogurt creamed
Welsh mutton,in pudding,steamed.

Baked Alaska,Banbury cake
Lyons ices with  Cadbury flake;
Gorganzola buttered roll
Side salad oil drizzled,in a bowl.

Melba meringue,warm mince pies
Filet mignon,mushrooms and fries;
Sunday roast in dripping jelly
Onions and peppered tripe belly.

Trout poached,not microwaved
Slowly cooked,and no time saved;
Thick fishstock,bouillabaissed
Beefsteak so lightly braised.

Hash browns,sausage,gravy and mash
Casseroled stew or goulash;
Poached,simmered maybe pressure cooked
Tempting meals from Granma's book.

When She Heats, Boils and Bubbles

when she heats, boils, bubbles, then we got real troubles 
braised evil perfection, ...matron of deflection

Food Memories

Toasted teacakes,parmesan cheese
Croquetted chicken,fricasees;
Apple dumplings,yogurt creamed
Welsh mutton,in pudding,steamed.

Baked Alaska,Banbury cake
Lyons ices with  Cadbury flake;
Gorganzola buttered roll
Side salad oil drizzled,in a bowl.

Melba meringue,warm mince pies
Filet mignon,mushrooms and fries;
Sunday roast in dripping jelly
Onions and peppered tripe belly.

Trout poached,not microwaved
Slowly cooked,and no time saved;
Thick fishstock,bouillabaissed
Beefsteak so lightly braised.

Hash browns,sausage,gravy and mash
Casseroled stew or goulash;
Poached,simmered maybe pressure cooked
Tempting meals from Granma's book.

Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2008

Hasenpfeffer

There was a young hare, with way too much hair.
His fur snagged a grate, a fact not so great.
But he couldn’t bear to shave himself bare,
so he’ll have to wait till he loses weight.
I do not know when pride ever did win.
Escape before then? His chances were thin.
The process, slow paced when firm stuck like paste;
held up by his waist, it seemed such a waste.
On what’s this stew based? Hare braised in a baste…

Braised Himalayan Rabbit

There's an eatery here in my hometown I'd heard about,
That features exotic wild animal fare so I thought I'd check it out!
I perused the menu and here are a few examples of its bizarre cuisine:
Slow-broiled and marinated Indian elephant spleen;
Delectable bar-be-qued Texas style rib of rattlesnake;
Tender sixteen-ounce portions of grilled hippopotamus steak;
Choice butterflied pork tender-loin from corn-fed por(k)cupine;
Wild Arkansas boars' feet boiled and pickled in spicy brine;
Fresh flown-in daily from Alaska, deep-fried buzzards' gizzards;
Finely sliced sauteed tongue of Komodo Dragon lizards!
I decided to order an enticing delicacy that really caught my eye;
'Twas a dish called Braised Himalayan Rabbit that I thought I'd try!
I asked the server about its origin and its preparation mode.
"First" said she, "we find him-a-layin' on the road!"

(At that I stifled a roiling barf and from there I quickly strode!)

Printoquinous

Honey Balsamic Vinager
With lard braised porchettee topped
Rabbit with
Pareseam potato croquettes
Glazed carrots
and a onion cucumber salad
Fresh yeast rolls
and a choose of wine
Hazelnut and white chocolate mousse
With strawberries ,vanilla cake and
Whipped cream.


Roast squash
Roasted ostrich
Or goat
Creamy brown sauce
And potatoes
Broccoli and swiss cheese with bacon
Butterscotch eclairs
And expresso

Elegance and romance

A Formidable Predator

She was a formidable predator; loved the taste of blood.
Did not need anyone cooked or braised; liked meat raw.
There was only one she-monster in the woods, which was fine.
The rest of us stayed out of her way, unsure whether she had eaten.

Tender Falls the Rain

Wishing some times
turns sunshine to rain
Tender falls the rain
as i speak your name
don't waste my time
tryna break my heart
you knew the outcome
 from the very start
Love me Tender
Never wanna let me go
sappy love songs
Sh*t thought I let you knoiw
Aint wanting hurt
don't like bruised feelings
got look into who
and what I'm dealing with
Tender falls the rain
as i speak your name
tell you this means to me
Love and tender kiss
you sopossa be my Missus
Tell me what this is
since this involvest me
standing behind the curtain
rehersting your favorite script.
Tender falls the rain
siggin on suttlease
swaggin like you the mistress
betta get wiff me
love don't need much
collabration
Gal just do your thang
I need yo blessed assurance
Ask you let me have my way
Tender falls the rain
Baby love me Tender
Speak it when you speak
my name
Baby what's for dinner
we've had our hard times
you and i
Throught the good and bad time
some how
we got by
Now that your here with me
Baby let's stay together
say you love so
that you'll leave me never
tender Falls the rain
as I speak your name

Vedge Bad

I do not like asparagus
That rooty shooty plant
And you won't really care, I guess
About this silly rant
Its stems are pulpy, woody-like
Its tips have tiny spades
That look for all the world, to me,
Like mini hand grenades.

I've tried to cook it many ways
And give it proper lovin'
I've boiled and steamed and creamed and braised
And shrunk it in the oven.
My daddy used to buy it canned
And put it on his toast
I fancied him a true gourmand
And to my friends I'd boast

But, now that I'm a very cook
(I've tried each recipe)
I've tasted all, and by the book,
But it gives me smelly pee.

Moss Garden

Moss on the shaded ledge
   spreads across the rooftop of the shed
   gluing shut the shingles edge,
sun reflects the spurt
   lemon yellows, lime green patchworks
   gathered quilted coverlets of quirk;
willow limpets sweep away
   residue of broken branch leaflets braised
   browned and burnt by summer heated light rays;
suddenly the day becomes night torn
   shadowu images stepping walkings formed
   beneath the cloudy sky dark swarms,
hurricane gusts race then stop
   wild and free tempests pops
   sprawling in between every treetop,
earth below the storm
   cools briefly from the chilly warm
   and at last, breathe in the lulling calm.

Crushed

beaten and broken
bruised and battered
brutalized and bare
bandaged and braised
bashed and butchered 
bold and brave
Anguished

Slayed and silenced
slaughtered and seduced
strong-armed to surrender
squeezed and squashed
bleeding hearts

clad in elephant vestment
with an eternal spirit,
pugnacious  against
the system from the walls of prison,
sentenced for a crime they didn’t commit
cogently grilling them to submit.
They have hearts of a lion,
Giving their own for a million
That is what it takes for freedom
To be in our hands.

I Runaway-

My external misgivings Runaway
Found in Shack on in my feelings run away
Caressed encouraged Runaway
Ben heaven-bound run away

And in my forgiving I ran a stray
Ain't Misbehavin so I ran away
Running from the truths
Been burden and misused

Abased on the braised that my suffering
Intermediate and failed to heed to my calling
Search around and over and over for a darling
Why is my memory stalling, formidable so appalling

Running from the truth
And in my forgiving I ran away
Ben burden and misuse
And in my forgiving I ran a stray
 this is why now 
I Runaway


4/1/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving; you hungry fool.
The skin on my bird is there for you.
The basted on butter and glisten for you.
That succulent flavor that sucks for you.

The Whole enchilada of soaks for you.
A roasted out pan of crust to view.
The happy black feeling that's burnt for you.
That slowly cooked bird I braised for you.

What lovely smoked flavor - the taste for you.
The charcoal based hunger - of thanks for you.
That Happy Thanksgiving I'll give to you.
The happiest day for joining two.

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