5 cups of shredded beef
2 cups of caramelized onions
6 T of minced garlic
1 cup of minced green pepper
3/4 cups minced celery
5 cups of sliced mushrooms caramelized
2 cups of mixed provolone and mozzarella
1 teaspoon each of thyme,basil,orgango,,paprika
1 cups of sour cream
2 cups of beef broth
1/4 of nutty brown roux 1/4 of flour+1/4 cup of butter
4 teaspoons of toasted sesame seeds in 5 T of olive oil
2 T of cayeene pepper
10 cups of cooked rice ( 5 cups of white and 5 cups of wild rice)
toast seeds set aside add cayeene to olive oil remove from heat pour over seeds set aside.
sauteeveggies celery, onions,garlic, dset aside, sautee mushrooms remove from pan.
in a sauce pan make roux add broth add sour cream add seeds and cayeene. don't thicken set aside add the cheese.
mix cooked beef and mushrooms and rice in a large bowl
add the sauce and veggies
toss and mix evenly. add to cassorole dish and bake at 360 for 20 minutes.
serve hot and enjoy
Kepp it up now Aussies...Keep .on rocking
The boat...' As it stands; its only sinking.'
We must now 'Endeavour' to get
This country again, evenly to
Float.!!!
When he sleeps, he snores so loud
It's like hearing a train plough through the crowd
The lilting cadence of his loud snores
Makes me squirm and heightens my nightmares
You might think I should be used to it by now
At times, it's not jarring, but soft like falling dew
His mellow snores stay with me through the night
Don't you think he sounds hot?
His sonorous snores wake me sometimes mid-sleep
Give me gorgeous gigantic earbuds or dose me with dope
But without his soothing snores by my side
I'm unable to rest peacefully indeed
I think his thunderous snores act like a melodious lullaby
Look, my eyes are drooping! ~ Can't you see us matched evenly?
the creature was sitting quietly in the pumpkin patch
Her head was made of gunny sacks, we called her Match
Because all of her seams were lined up evenly.
She did not speak much, but she giggled with glee.
The giggling was excessive, it bothered Tony for a while.
She looks diabolical, look at her devilish smile.
I did not see it, but liked the way she exuded joy.
Match went home with me and became my favorite toy.
Once I was wandering in my backyard to scan the previously latent place,
The ongoing search was for a rare herb blessed with divine grace.
My senses compelled me to go each step forward in slow but steady pace,
That place was so silent and latent that something unknown was creeping in solace.
A Sudden break of silence with hissing sounds grips the entire space,
Oh! An elegant black cobra fighting with a clever cat in the nature's palace.
Looked like a routine work to be performed by two super flexy guys without suffering,
The situation is evenly poised where no one is voluntarily retreating.
The snake stood tall and dare to look into the fiery eyes of the stranger and clever cat.
The valiant cat with quick reflexes carefully dodges the poisonous with tit for tat.
I reacted and disrupted this endless dwell as my delicate herb was suffocating,
Finally both the agressive creatures left the place with a deep and divine briefing.
Tyche and Plutus told
Heremes of
the Spirt of Ecstacy
and the beauty of the Carrage
they sought mortals might they too
be able to experince the beauty of
a perfect machine
all might pray but
only those who pray to
the right God shall win
said Tyche who then
turned to Plutus and asked
are the sheres of tommorrow
the sheres of now
to have Plutus say
% from a feild of 1 thru 69
1 from a feild of
1 thru 26
Factors of 69: The positive integers
that divide evenly into 69 are 1, 3, 23, and 69.
Factors of 26: The positive integers
that divide evenly into 26 are 1, 2, 13, and 26
Days before the Winter Soliste Festivals
the alignment of numberical sheres
shall warm the pockets of someone.
for a lottery win and financial relief,
followed by guidance on the general
approach to such prayers.
Rolls Royce Appears coursey " Of Inquiry"
Gamble Responsible Appears Coursey of " True Love"
"Thats right: I know that's Right"
Appears of Some Fabulously desent Peoplle"of Inquiery"
Tractor Guy and Suited Sexiness"
Makes her smile deceitfully.
Working for his purpose
good fortune by his will.
These are the best of times and the worst of times
A time of societal teeter tottering
Depending on your perspective
On if you see your side winning or losing
And it’s about evenly divided
With half seeing the door opening on a golden age
And half seeing it opening into a living hell.
It’s the nature of the mind after all to project
And the nature of karma to get what you deserve.
(11/17/25)
Her beauty waits for golden hour,
Her brown eyes vein shines louder.
Blue and white, the sky looks cool;
My red love heart busted as a fool.
Even if the sky shares black shades,
Her silver glowing face never fades.
Coral she smiles, blushed my skin;
Everywhere I find water and green.
Beneath, all the secrets I kept grey,
Evenly, that's eve with amber lit ray.
Quick my thoughts and purple time,
No more options, far from her lime.
Believe I, we met somewhere before!
Odd times—just the matter of, think I.
Bye I said, bye you said, talked again?
Evenly eve in the skies was mixed up,
Hope I, I never confer you a goodbye.
Yes, it is unequivocally true, your beauty will fade. Your skin once tight, will start to drape and hang in unexplainable ways. Discoloration will begin to splotch and take place upon your once evenly toned body, and newly lined face. Your vision will get blurrier with every new age. Your hair will thin, and color change. Your wrinkles will deepen with every smile that stays a little too long, forever imprinting its frame. Your memories will escape from any accessible place. It’s a slow death from a life full of moments you meticulously made, but inevitably forget. Your heart's beat will lose rhythm, and sound slowly. In the end, we often regret because we were in such a hurry not to leave, not to age, not to gray. So focused on a temporary body, which we knew would expire one day. So yes, there will be change taking place. I like to imagine aging means we are that much closer to another energy state. So let it fade. Let the wrinkles and discoloration take place. Remember they are little reminders this body was never a permanent space.
my best friend knows my stories, has my back, laughs with me
He and I share two dogs, they are our babies, Maxie and Maddy
We are silly enough to call ourselves their mommy and daddy
Been together for fifty-seven years, my best friend and me
My best friend misses me when I am gone, which is a rarity.
We are evenly matched in wit and wisdom, in complete parity.
My friend and I both have hazel eyes and dark hair, but I dye mine.
We take turns napping now, because babies want one up all the time.
There are so many reasons that I love my best friend, impossible to choose.
He knows me better than anyone else; can find anything I misplace or lose.
Knows what foods to buy, so he does the grocery shopping.
He also does the laundry, this man is a dynamo who is forever hopping.
We can finish each other’s sentences,
so claim we are redundant all the time.
I guess the best thing about my best friend
is that since 1968 he has been mine.
As I walk through the light of hope,
the trees stretch over me, folding in—
as if they want to hug me with the full force of the wind.
I feel all the baggage I’ve carried being swept away.
I fall, and the world pauses—
everything is muted.
I let myself drift,
not stopping, just floating,
letting the earth pull and take control.
I land evenly, face first.
The smell and taste ignite every sense—
familiar, almost.
I stand up, covered in dirt from head to toe.
My hair is full of twigs and sticks,
but I can’t help rubbing it in,
feeling oddly clean and protected—
like I’ve been reborn.
I want to wear this dirt with pride.
Finally, I understand:
to have hope,
you must not be afraid to face the dirt beneath—
face your fears, own them,
wear them like armor.
And then you will see the light at the end—
ready to reward you,
if you’re brave enough to fall and rise again.
They were armed with spears forged by their sun god
Mighty and mean, terrifying mountain-like marauders
The commander told them the battle would be fierce
Their enemies arrived with their own copper spears
Their breastplates and helmets were equal to the task
The battle raged for three days; the field smelled like blood
Evenly matched, the warriors continued on their quest
Smashing and bashing, in the name of their respective kings
Kings who sat on two hills, watching silently, with clean clothes.
Kings who did not mind men killing for their chance at more gold.
Refugees
I know of a forest where all trees are equally tall
and the distance between them is strangely wide
is so they can get the same amount of sun and
rain will fall evenly on plants and mossy ground.
Trees grow fast here next year, harvested
and a new sling planted.
For the birds, rabbits, and foxes that had made
a home at what can be called a new estate will
have to move or find shelter in the old forest
that is full of thorny bushes in deep shadows and
and vulgar boars that never had a bath unless
caught out in the rain
Nests will be too near others, and there will be squabbling
rabbits and foxes have to make new burrows
and they will be snubbed by the old dwellers who
will call them lazy or even worse, the new rich should
They have shiny fur or colorful feathers and will
not be sent a Christmas card that year.
It is snowing out
The wind is blowing
Spreading on the ground
The wind is blowing
While the snow zigs zags
The wind is still blowing
With the snow fallen
Falling to the ground
In a deep[ pile
Spreading evenly
All the trees boughs white
No longer bare and cold
They are dre3ssed up warm
With the cover of snow
Like a white blanket
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.