To live on cruel rations
was once the fashion
for armies of yore on the move
Today’s fighters -- foodies
who crave culinary goodies
their delicate taste-buds to soothe
The passion to travel and try foods from all over indulging in their exquisite tastes and texture
.
.....HO-HO-HO
..snow-snow-snow
A star shining bright
Welcome wise Magi
Santa brings goodies
A pot bellied laughter
A baby in the manger
Foxes. Reindeer. Bells
........Sox. Mittens..
....................Warm embrace
...............Jingle bells all the way
...............Huddles laughters joys
................Santa comes on sleigh
................A glistening white sheet
.................Covered my playground
.................Frozen are all fruits trees
..................I have a bright one home
..................Keeping my little cat busy
..................Laden with sparkling goodies
.............................Fun n Foodies
..............Time for
.......Joys celebrations
....Family friends cousins
...Sharing cakes n cuddles
..Sleigh tracks are covered
..For It has snowed all night
..Making Merry Being Happy
.How cold growing up would be..
Without these Christmas glories
.............Merry Xmas
...................To All
.
~ from Amitabh
Eating nice foodies,
Seeing, roaming nice places,
Philippines goodies.
visit Rue du Faubourg
culturally diverse Parisian Street
culinary delights every direction
croque monsieur
marron glace’
la malbouffe’
follow the locals they know where to eat
savvy street smart foodies
My aunty is a foodie , She loves, tastes and eats fast food , Her small belly rules her sharp mind.
She turns dears into foodies, Foodies are liked by her,
She drinks, eats and sleeps freely.
She buys, makes, enjoys and shares food, She needs no golden spoon to eat, Food is golden for her.
You don’t miss me
And me neither Missy
Life is full of shocks and surprises
To the foodies, everything is about business
These atypical days: power, money, jewelries
Fad, vanity, cars, valuables and properties.
Mwe, on the other hand, I am about
Love, respect, decency and a lot
Of interesting intangible stuff
You don’t think that ‘enough is enough’
Life is full of surprises and shocks
As the sea is, without a doubt, full of sharks.
Nothing under the sky is eternal
Everything under this huge tunnel
Will one day turns to fine dust
Nothing tangible is a dire must
For my ego. I care solely about humans
Knowledge, books, papers, pencils and pens.
Copyright © June 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
'Oh God! from where to start'
Is what comes first in my mind,
When I sit for a grand dine;
Who cares about getting fat,
Who cares about gaining weight,
When the soul and the tongue
Together craves for the ultimate taste. Momos, cutlets, fish fingers or burgers,
Are like a divine blessing to all the foodies,
And are the mind delighter as starters.
No it's really difficult,
To keep out panipuri, idli, dhokla and vada
Out of my craving list;
Seriously nothing can fetch me immense pleasure,
Other than a mega feast.
Whenever I step out of my house,
I can't resist myself from trying out
The dishes of those roadside stalls,
And if not that then at least
Some cookie, chocolate or chips from malls,
Surely will have a space in my stomach at any cost.
Perhaps every foodie thinks in such a way,
Till the time you live,
Give your taste a treat everyday.
Anything like healthy or junk doesn't matter,
When am happy to see that food served on my platter;
After all it's me who will enjoy that aesthetic taste,
So it's not that bad,
To have the tag of foodie written on my face.
Slaughtered animals
Now just meat
All jazzed up for a foodies tweet
Would rather view a life in form
than cuts of smuts to only mourn.
We love who we love
We do what we do
We are Millennials
What drivel we spew
We are who we are
We live how we live
We are Millennials
We take more than we give
We wait and we wait
We may never get married
We are Millennials
Commitments are scary
We eat bland vegan goodies
We're inveterate foodies
Millennials, we are
We'll order driverless cars
We're now in our prime
We're on our phones all the time
Millennials we are
~ Lifestyles ajar
When time flies away
you become too old and yearn
for the pure friendship
To share your story,
to taste and praise your cooking,
you need a partner
To update new trends,
to upload recent games, apps
you need some experts
You are truly blessed
if you've got friends and foodies
in your grand children
Who is your neighbour- for contest
Our middle-aged neighbours, their only dear daughter is a doctor
Last year she was married off with great splendour!
Foodies, avid travellers and both read a lot of books
Cordial rapport both our families share, their hearts have tender looks
Their morning packed with exercise, gardening and attending to their pet
Evening I see them,after work:sip coffee,chat or play scrabble;fatigue they forget
We miss them very much in summer as they go on long vacation
Their house ,garden and labrador they leave under our supervision
Return they with travel tales, goodies for us and this lets flow in our hearts a joyous jet
Their hugs, love and grateful smile lifts our spirit and they take back the home-keys and pet!
©Copyright,2015
For contest:Who is your neighbour
Sponsored by:Mystic Rose
Date:13th September 2015
From North to South, East to West
From Lands End to John O’Groats,
You can always find a festival
That will surely float your boat
There are festivals of music
For blues, folk, jazz and rock
And festivals for foodies
Where you can learn to cook in a wok
If you’re not into music or cooking,
And your interests are literary
You can participate at a book festival
With story telling and poetry
You can visit a festival for the arts
Or an Eisteddford, where people sing
Or hear jokes, at a comedy festival
If singing is not your thing
Or be a viewer, at a film festival
Watching copious ‘films noir’
Or take a walk round a festival of gardens
Through a plethora of fragrant flowers
History, culture, religion, the sea
Are all covered by festivals too
Genres for everyone, regardless of age
Whatever you like to do
Festivals for this, festivals for that
For each month throughout the year,
But the festivals I like to frequent the most
Are the ones that involve drinking beer!
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