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Puchners Boudin and Growl Recipe

5 pounds of ground pork shoulder
1/2 cup of ground pork shoulder skin
3/4 pounds of chicken livers cooked and chopped
1/4 cup of white whine
1 cup of pigfeet broth
3 cups of cooked rice
5 tablespoons of minced garlic
1/2 cup of minced onions
1/4 cup of celery finely chopped
1/2 cup of creamcheese
2 tablespoons of lemon zest
2 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
1 cup f red bell pepper chopped
1 seeded jalpeno pepper
1/4 chopped cilantro
2 tablespoons of salt
2 tablespoons of thyme
1&1/2 tablespoons of oregano
4 tablespoons of olive oil

sautee veggies set aside
mix with creamcheese and
and pigfeet broth and chicken livers


in mixing bowl mix
mix fat and pork
mix well and add all the seasonings
pinch a pattie and cook and taste
for adjustments.. mix with creamcheese mixture 
using a grinder with sausage casing attachedment
create links
broil ,grill, boil or roast.

you can use
6 pounds of ground chicken
and 
1 cup of shortening or butter
instead of pork.
just add 1/4 cup of feta cheese
and  ( omit the wine)1/4 cup of lemon juice
with 3 tablespoons of extra dry gin
Form: Bio


Colours Add Colours To Life

#IntrinsicConnection
A splash of colours on a plain white sheet,
I add life to the paper, That's what I see.
I mix those colours and derive brand new ones,
Sometimes they seem absolutely anonymous,
But I still love the shades, the perfect blending they furnish,
They highlight the place wherever they reach.
They turn a paper into a masterpiece
They turn every desolate corner into a lively place
They become a mouthpiece of my ecstasy underneath
and establish a connection between my heart and my heartbeat.
They express my feelings with a sense of loyalty
And give me a small treat of divine affinity...
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member ADD ONE WISH

Christmas and the holiday season is a time to look back
and…while at our life and our memories we gaze…
to relish our family…our peace, our love, our happiness…
to be astonished and amazed.

As we look out on the faces of children and adults
and hear holiday music in the air…
we like to think in our little world…at least for this moment
there is peace, and love and laughter everywhere.

But in our quiet moments
as we turn our gaze outward…we see other people in the world who….
when it comes to peace and joy within their lives
we know…this isn’t true.

People who when they look back on their year
realize for them…life was anything but fair…
People who endured great heartache, 
calamity, misfortune and despair.

People who realize they are not as happy as they once were before.
people suffering from hunger, ridicule, abuse, prejudice…
or the devastation and confusion of war.

So to all of us who are not suffering this holiday season
I hope it’s not too late…
to add this wish before you open your presents…
before fill up your holiday plate:

To all those in our country and across the world
living in poverty, desperation or fear…
We hope next year your holiday will be as happy
as our holiday is this year.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member How not to '

If the treasury won't cover it borrow again'
Teach the mandarins in office, and if it rains heavy.? Put covers on the drains, pick
Up a sound staff, and break it in two, then
You'll have more than enough, will you.? Yes get rid of the farms, and build houses
Galore' estates that look clean.' There must
Be more, and tax on the builders just 
raise it beyond extreme.! They should suffer in their profession' treat them ever so mean, max tax the elderly, in fact? Also offer them death.' tell them its progressive 
virtue, in the very same breath..Destroy any
Old power plants, get thise metal
 wind-turbines in, that
 are to be started by combustion, 
well is really; so hard to spot the sins?

Premium Member Guitars and Add Lilacs

Whence didst craft stopped the Winds of War,
and bring forth peace, forevermore.
Exact it is a slumber hence,
awaken sorts some recompense,
weary minds do not ask for more.

Sub base, Washington, in Bangor,
breaths a sigh scares I, what they store.
A misty boy loss -- skilless, thence.
                    ... whence didst craft stopped?

Cajole lilacs replace the lore
and roses are just an eyesore.
Uke skilled guitar sing praise dispense,
days of guns and roses silence.
Claims I, etching muse sings a score
                    ... whence didst craft stopped?
Form: Rondeau


Premium Member Dear God Its Meatloaf Just Add Ketchup

Things need to get straight  

Somewhere there are pearly gates  

Using goodness as bait  

White and mystical  

Healthy and physical  

Then there is standing there in the street  

A man filled with theatrical heat  

Underneath the dark sky  

Shifting through the stage reality lie  

Illuminated by a lamp  

Similar to the dock at the crystal lake camp  

Reading casting ads  

All seem tasteless and bad  

Decided to go  

To the one called ‘a picture show’  

What was this?  

Low budget biz?  

“It could be an opera like the star-studded Tommy  

Or G rated James Bond magical car where the kids can go with Mommy”  

Said the marketing pro  

Who was ‘in the know’  

Displaying advice  

Being nice  

Claiming to be an expert  

Side hustling selling his concert shirt   

Rocky idea originally failed  

Got out of jail  

Finding bail  

Came back  

From critic’s attack  

Going the distance  

Having persistence  

Never needed a sequel  

To equal  

The first one  

Still is so much fun  

Shown at midnight  

Not really looking for a fright  

Instead wanting partying might  

Tonight, somewhere plays a band  

In a garage or on the sand  

They mimic a song  

Tempting and wrong  

About a bat who got out of hell  

A story the lyrics did tell  

As they turn into who they really are  

Visiting friends hanging at the bar  

Telling them soon they will spend what is in the tip jar  

Observing from above  

Wearing a heavenly usher’s glove  

Now filled with love  

An inexpensive piece of meat  

Late hours add ketchup, it is a delightful treat  

Enjoying bread and wine  

Payment for his time  

Realizing he really did shine  

Down there  

Taking the youthful sinful dare  

Entertaining using character flair  

For all to share 

Until we all gather up there  

Over meatloaf that is now gourmet  

And to be frank ‘he did it his way’
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Magenta Agenda

I try and try to read long poems
But then I find if it carries on
I daydream or lose focus
A.D.D. does hocus-pocus

I try and try to stick to a plan
But find myself wondering and
Traveling roads less than ideal
Who’s to know if it’s worth thrill

I try and try to use my muse
But in time I become her fool
For she leaves me in a block
My writing has been ruined stopped

You can tell this when you read
My words lack a certain quality
And it like a babbling baby blurts
Drooling in ink on paper as works

I suppose I still find peace
Even in mundane writing 
I hope to write something great
To make a difference in a literary way
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Dulcet tones and a delinquincy owned '

In a mist of miss-enngeneous-ness a mootness just appeared.? It was a manufactured moot type though.' In that year of twenty twenty..At a time when those with billions and much choice decided others could not have any.? Or voice.. When
A 2019 flu in laurels of death, into twenty
Twenty was for- war-word-ded.' Draped in much thespian hype.' Also we got lectured
To by experts.? Who when pressed had not a clue.? About the thing they feared.' Or about a hax-in-ation that did not yet exist..Thats when they decieved whole nations.' For it was concocted in two thousand
Seven.!!! For the dark winter war gaming
Proposed to be launched in two thousand
Eleven.' 
Anyway we were being primed to absorb some real poo.' Yet a few intrepid souls stood to do, the decent thing by me and you.! Dr Mike Yeadon..Did you just think who.? Well he is just a random poor millionaire was co ceo of a firm named pfizer if to check you'll care.? This man beleived in honour and choose to step down and not endorse the ' pricks plan '
Headed soon to your world, street, or Sampan' At Great Barrington also steady hands gripped the wheel, serious academics medical proffessionals who did not want any dirt of this deal.' On the
Right side of history many doctors would
Stand at the end one hundred thousand refused ( dear friends ) to bend to fauchi and his epstein group while the rest of the world ran into the chicken coop.' Now if you feel miffed.? Perhaos angry? You have lost familiy and friends perhaps
 life changing damage ( there is a villian dear friends ) its farther away and to the east its name is Russia and i'm told its a beast.!
With rich fields of minerals and farming land ' un-geo-enhanced.!!! I'll bet monsanto though has plans..? For how can you truly starve the world.? When there remains a whole country with such vast reserves.!!!

Premium Member Climate mantras '

Alert global tempratures are up by 1 deg c.!
Holland must be by now letting in the sea.'
The cause is fossil fuel burning.' Some experts will agree, i observe the big wind
Tubines in use..And solar glare from those
Panels stretching well quite a stretch as it
Be.' I notice the bees are fewer now i wonder how it got like this with all the green new deals.? Now just you
 tell me' i
Cannot get a hold of iodine at most pharmacys, its cause its being sprayed in
The sky by some ( experts if you ask me?)
The only thing thats dimmer, than a Chinese vegetable sum, is a group of these so called experts.?
Working for  n g o's thats how good
 as its got, we aint all dumb.' Ya know.)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Add On Poem (Continued)

My name is Vince. They say I'm crazy you know.
I'm not politically correct. I will never be so.
I have a wife and four kids. They are my biggest thrill.
We live in Pennsylvania, in a small town called Summit Hill.
Thirty years in the Navy Reserve, seen a lot of the world.
I still get goose bumps when our flag is unfurled.
I have five grand kids, three in their teens
One's going to college, one joined the Marines.
Sometimes your children can put you to test
Then I thank God for I've truly been blessed.
I could write much more and the keyboard would churn
But I'm signing off now. Someone else take a turn.
Form: Bio

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