20 number ten steaks
1 gallon of chow-chow
10 loaves of potato bread )Homemade(
30 sub rolls (homemade potato bread)
20 homemade sausage links
20 store bought polish saucasge links
cheesey cabbage cassole
carmelized onions with brandy and beef au jus
sweet and white potato french fries
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The delisous Delight......Assouvir
by Sympally Readiness
Since morning I had hungried
that the day my want for
delicoiusness
should be satisfied
that my craving for
simplity and grub ready
delights are to be
readied fom
the need of
my want
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The world is in turmoil
As it’s always been
One storm after another
With its shifting eye showing peace
To the few, a peace within the storm
All the more pronounced
Yet no different than it ever was before.
We live divided now
Strung out on information right or wrong
In endless pursuit of instant gratification
In work and play, loves and lusts
Building a dream of an ideal us.
And still the storms pass
As they always have
Blessing the few with their eye of peace
Awakening the fewer
To what all the rest dismiss
As simply not good enough.
(8/19/26)
A craving never satisfied,
a longing never gratified -
will Cookie Monster's quest
be realized so he can rest?
The chances are remote.
He has no hole inside his throat.
Lovely girlish figure be damned.
I’m having that cheesecake no matter what.
Just try to stop me.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
In the quiet hush of midnight’s air,
A longing pulse, sharp and rare.
Shadows stretch, the hunger grows,
For something lost that no one knows.
It flickers deep within my chest,
An ache for more, a restless quest.
The world is silent, yet I yearn,
For touch, for warmth, for hearts that burn.
Craving is a whispered plea,
A wish for what may never be.
Still, I reach with trembling hands,
Toward hope that craving understands.
That is finally summer now
That God brought for us
And now I am having a craving
For diabetic Ice cream
It has no sugar added
So I can have as many
As I want
That is also a treat for me
It is night time now
It is too bad that the day is over
I am going finally to sleep
Tomorrow will be another day
I will be up first thing in the morning
Working for my Father
Writing some poems
Contest : What Happened After
Sponsor : Nette Onclaud
Date : July 20, 2025
After craving storm calmed down,
from yonder rainbow-splashed sky
descended euphoric clouds.
Enticing memory mist
draped her entranced serene face.
She then let her essence fly
in air of dream on cloud nine.
the sound of tin and not a peep coming from your heart
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on June 13, 2025 for contest WHY I ABHOR AI GENERATED POEMS sponsored by JCB BRUL - RANKED 4TH
and July 16, 2025 for contest SCREWED XXI sponosred by ROB CARMACK - RANKED 9TH
My mouth loves ice, it's all so nice,
I'd hunt it down at any price.
I'd suck it until my gums go numb,
Chew on it, even if it breaks a tooth or two.
A gnawing void, a hungry plea,
A craving deep, I cannot see.
My belly rumbles, a mournful sound,
A phantom hunger, all around.
Oh, man, can you feel this ache so deep?
This yearning hunger, I cannot sleep.
A phantom feast, a buffet's call,
My empty stomach, standing tall.
The wall before me, a tempting sight,
A grand illusion, bathed in light.
Not just any food will do, you see,
It's something specific, meant for me.
A dollar, a dime, a helping hand,
To quell this hunger, across the land.
A taste, a texture, a sweet delight,
To chase the shadows and make things bright.
So please, dear friend, if you can spare,
A morsel, a bite, beyond compare.
To satisfy this hunger's plea,
And set my empty stomach free.
A hunger deep, a yearning strong,
A craving's call, where does it belong?
Is it the steak, the burger's bite,
A beefy feast, a savory light?
Or poultry's charm, a chicken's grace,
A turkey's plump, or goose's chase?
The flavors dance, a tempting plea,
But still, the hunger, wild and free.
Perhaps the sea, a briny call,
Clams, lobster, fish, to stand up tall.
Seafood's scent, a salty spray,
Will it appease this restless day?
This craving's grip, a burning fire,
A bottomless pit, my soul's desire.
A house devoured, soil and stone,
Yet still unsatisfied, I moan.
Veggies bright, a salad's gleam,
A tummy's thrill, a vibrant dream.
But will the greens, the lettuce's crunch,
Quench this deep, insatiable hunch?
Chocolate's swirl, a donut's treat,
A salty crunch, oh so sweet.
My cravings roam, a boundless spree,
For every flavor, I long to be free.
For so many years now
There are so many things
I've been longing for
A yearning desire
Very unquenchable
Salivating for liberation
Steadily craving for absolute freedom.
I've been aching
For unconditional love
Eagerly and restlessly
Pining and suffering
For absolute happiness
Hopefully attainable someday.
Hope realized leads
To peace internalized
I'm longing for the impossible
I want to do whatever none had
Things beyond the imagination of men
A fantasy of ecstasy in the struggle
I am longing for heaven here on earth.
I just want to be loved,
I want to love someone.
I want to have that 1-in-a-million love.
To be loved unconditionally,
Two sided love.
I want to dance in the rain.
To cuddle and watch movies,
Kiss each other on the forehead.
Look at each other and know,
Know that it’s real.
Know that I’m yours.
I want to go on picnics,
And match on Halloween.
You are part of the family.
I want you to come over,
Bond with my siblings.
My hand fitting in yours,
Just right.
Asking my parents for a curfew.
Late night drives,
Feeling the euphoria together.
I want you.
I want us.
I want love.
Real love.
The rain passes by
The weather cools suddenly
Craving for hot cakes.
i have a craving today
my tongue salivates
a crinkling yellow bag
i tear it open
salty and sour
potato
chips
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