Its your B’day,
Time to be Happy & gay.
Put on that lovely smile & walk that extra mile!
After all the cakes you bake,
The calorie counter is at stake!
Lay down the boots, drop the shoulder.
Take rest, let the mind wander.
alas it’s your day,
Give the ADDA team a break,
Your dedication is doing wonders,
ADDA is growing stronger…
Whip up a Ganache, make a turnover,
Apple or pineapple –nah, do it with durian when not sober!
Deconstruct a pavlova, reimagine an opera,
A pinch here, a dash there,
A drizzle, a flambe…
Life’s boring- create some melodrama!
Dance a tune, declutter the mind,
Don’t play mommy tonight!
The Girls are teens now,
Let them loose today, don’t raise a brow!
Ask Hubby to be at his best,
Toast a bubbly & forget the rest!
Alas, it’s your B’day,
& You deserve the very best!
Afghanistan! would anybody give a damn
perhaps had a chance, under Uncle Sam
They gave them weapons, to fight Talibans
enslavers of women, for pleasures of man
Kabul was thriving, the west brought calm
young ladies attend school, sitting exams
Mullahs hid in exile, with extremist Imams
Allowed back in, by surrendering Afghans
Another failed state, turns hardline Islam
say they've changed, nah just a big scam
The door was opened, they choose to slam
right back to poverty, from where it began
Religious fanatics, resume same old sham
beheadings, torturing, cut off some hands
Warped Sharia law, interpretation of Koran
no A la carte, only one recipe, Allah flambe *
US couldn't stay forever, done all they can
must watch Russia, China, Nth Korea, Iran
In tragic war situations, there's no exit plan
want to point a finger, start with bin laden
* Play on (A la Flambe) no offence intended
to moderate peaceful Muslims*
Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
25/08/2021
Rolled twenty four hour emblem
Seraphim wing big bugle salute
Brass hark sinking eve rendered
In mango skin peach bleed fruit
Feeding starved ice vivid sphere
Jelly spread scone sweet revere
Flambe set circle tart crumbles
Untouched chains gold dissolve
Serpent thin silhouette humbles
Orange scorch ball's Hell resolve
Tempers the tepid forget me not
Stamen seed violet hippopotami
7th March
Sunset Marvel
A starlingly, stunning woman, she!
Who, like a slinky cat, came silently
into a smoky room.
The wide-men took notice and loudly
gasped....."vava-xoom"!
I honestly don't know, what was so
special about her.
But those big floppy hats, shades and
thighs caused set mens' hearts aflutter!
I was ravenouslly jealous of her in my dull,
righteous gear.
What and why were men were forever
whispering things in her ear?
We women became utterly invisible to
our mates.
Who succumbed to her large,gold, gypsy
exotic, earrings-fate.
She was our nemesis, and created quite a
magic spell.
We murmured like jealous hens,that this
woman burn in h_ll!
CHerie Flambe married an airline pilot, has three
homes and how happy, she!
We dullard, righteous women,so happy
for Cherie Flambé.
As we were rid of her, eternally free!
Edited title originally said Kitty Jolie.
August 22, 2020
11 am PST
Dusk satisfies the hunger
for joy, post a stressful day,
bringing fulfilling nightfall-
as twilight sun stirs senses
with sweet lemonade-streaked skies
and warm, peach-flambe sunset,
chased by a full, orange moon.
May 15, 2020
I am so amazed
at the beauty of the sky
pinky-rose flambe
Jan 23, 2020
As Friday ends in tumbling hours,
may the starlight kiss your lips while
I rest in the arms of dreams
unrefined...
I may not be with you in the flambe
of a gauzy night caved by dreary toil
but,
whisper a note for me as the breeze
sways a hammock
of an embrace fondled by the new moon.
I humble myself in your presence not,
still,
wait for me to disrobe this façade,
while you can, then…
remember days like other days,
when tokens of warmest joy begin
to unfurl this coiled silhouette
dug in a pile of cinder
while my eyes long for Saturday's glow:
and when the lamp post
of byways are streaked with our fonts' names,
where the brink of my dreams
awaken in your garden of misty eyes so green,
wait for me.
...............
Submitted for Brian's Choice F
The smell of fresh baked bread
Knowing the hungry are fed
Sculpting an ice block into a swan
Crying profusely when it is gone
The different pastry tips to decorate,
A seven tier cake for a bride's new mate
The flambe flaring in the saucier's pan
The joy inside,from a customer's extended hand
A look of awe upon a new student's face
When she asks sincerely, how to keep up the pace
Teaching to cook completely from scratch
The proofs in the homemade Yorkshire Pudding: that opening cans, can not match
Dedicated to James Marshall Goff ( Jimbo )
Here's another story that's also true
Although I hate to admit it
You see, my wife didn't think it was funny
And she just won't let me forget it
I was sitting at the table with my wife and kids
Enjoying our evening meal
I'm tellin you now, I'm lucky to be alive
And wouldn't be if looks could kill
I was almost finished with my dessert
When I said, "Hey look, your mom's a Flambe'"
(Caution), never light a match near a woman's head
She didn't tell me she was wearing hair spray
Well, I got a little too close, then up she went
Poof!!!, flames all over the place
I started beating her on the head as fast as I could
You should have seen that woman's face
The smoke detector singing as loud as it could
Trying to cover my wife's horrible scream
I could have been married to a bald headed woman
At least that's how she makes it seem
I finally got it out, the kids were laughing
But my wife just didn't see the humor
She stared at me til my brain went weak
I seriously thought I had a tumor
I hope everybody was paying attention
To this lesson that I had to learn
Never light a match near a woman's head
And never shout burn baby burn
curls of bayenne ham with
a munster pane
tarte flambe with onions
cream,bacon lardons#served with wild mushrooms
and Merlot
please!
Buttermilk, Golden Brown, Crepes
Soft, Smooth, Farmers Cheese
Add the Sweet Yellow Raisins
Small Curd Cottage Cheese
Orange Liqueur Flambe
Pleased Velum
AH!
Dedicated to " PROFESSOR " Joseph Spence
Buttermilk, Golden Brown, Crepes
Soft, Smooth, Farmers Cheese
Add the Sweet Yellow Raisins
Small Curd Cottage Cheese
Orange Liqueur Flambe
Pleased Velum
AH!
Dedicated to " Professor " Joseph Spence
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