Long Brunch Poems
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Come, lets play in the rain, dirty dancing
the way you move drives me nuts, Insane!
Expensive purse, leather coat soaked
in the conditions. I dip you, we hydroplane
I feel like I am in heaven,
found a purpose.
I digress!!
Once an obsession,
A friendship at a cross road
love the complication,
Timing was not right.
Stars had not aligned,
chose friendship,
no fight!
Years pass, the occasional brunch
A matinee, oh and that luncheon
at a downtown cafe'.
Strolled the streets
downtown Salt Lake City,
Olympics!
Drunk, acting crazy
Two arrogant young adults
falling in love!
Stars had not aligned
timing was not right
I chose friendship
no fight!
Years pass and we email
talk on the phone.
Relationships fail
now we are both grown
I regress!
It feels like a dream,
drug induced,
on cocaine.
I smell through the rain
that sweet lavender lotion!
I caress, we dance
in slow motion.
The stars may have aligned
timing could be right!
Once started out a friendship
blossomed into kinship!
Now I fight!!
Jared Pickett
2/14/2014
Asavvy1
the sun rose
blooming bright
inviting me
to breakfast
i excepted
expecting
to eat eggs
sunny side up
but she reheated
last nights
rice and
beans
warmed
by her smile
and cups of
hot chocolate
all the while not
noticing the dial
that keeps
time
she stayed
as brunch became
lunch then later
asking to stay
for dinner
she never stayed
so late so
what to want
the restaurant's
menu was all new
knowing nothing
what the moon ate
so on a date
with the sun
across the table
seemed not right
but we now knew
night is day
it rather became her
she placed her order
Form:
Loving
And just being
Passengers in a world of snow
Our unique story continues to grow
A sanctuary built completely on total trust
My love for you felt well beyond carnal lust
Building with you a world full of brilliant devotion
Something I once thought was an impossible notion
But in your eyes, there can be no way of denying
I see a lifetime of possibilities without even trying
As I'm kissing you on your brow and lobe
The whole time we are in, our snowglobe
Your hands in mine I hold
Warming from cold
Placed on a shelf
Giving all of myself
Time well spent in this happy space
Let's go have brunch while I adore your face
A lazy day
No work waitng for you
No routine
No restrictions
You may not obey the time
No need to rush for breakfast
Traffic jams and crowds become nonsense
Breakfast become brunch
You may cook some maggie mee to start the day
And packaged food or canned food
For the rest of the day
Confined to a self lockdown
You stuck to the handphone or tv
And the world is at your finger tips
Day and night have no difference
The sun never rise and set untill tomorrow
Free of the mind and free of the soul
For one day only
And maybe a prayer for the world to go round
once more tomorrow
Betty and Johnny, who were seven and eight,
lived close to the zoo, very near the front gate.
They visited often, with their mom and their dad,
and always told Gran about the fun that they had.
One day as the wind blew through the Crumpledink trees'
tickling the crinkly bright yellow leaves.
Johnny and Betty decided to play,
out on the porch, where they'd stay there all day.
They opened the door, but to their surprise,
a blue fuzzy creature, smallish in size,
jumped up from the chair and stretched out his hand.
"Pleased to meet you my friend," his words rather bland.
"Who are you?" said Betty with a sheepish grin
as she held out her hand and his fur touched her skin.
"I am what I am, and my name is that too,
I'm a Grrreeble," he said, "and I live at the zoo."
"Then what are you doing here at our house?"
asked Johnny, his voice squeaked like a mouse.
"I saw you at the zoo in the star gazing dome.
You seemed so nice, I followed you home."
"But you can't stay here," Johnny croaked like a frog, "So,
back to the zoo, to the zoo you must go!"
Betty looked at the Grrreeble and said, "This may be hard..,
You know mom said we can't leave the yard."
But Betty, Oh Betty, what will we do,
How will we get Grrreeble, back to the zoo?
The Grrreeble just sat, head in his hands
"Johnny, I think that you don't understand."
Then he said, "I don't wish to go back to the zoo,
I like it here, I'll stay here with you."
Betty looked at Johnny and giggled with glee,
"Can we keep him? I want him to stay here with me."
"No", Johnny said, "No we can't, no, No, NO!
as soon as he can, to the zoo he must go!"
Johnny looked at the Grrreeble and said with a sigh,
"We really do like you, but we must say goodbye."
So they played for a little
games like frosty fooks frittle
with bright red hats and dressum up clothes
and loud frustal whistles, you blow through your nose.
Then later that morning after eating their brunch
they made him a sandwich, dinklebutter and jelly, to take for his lunch,
and turning away Grrreeble said, with tears in his eyes,
"Thanks, it's been fun, to play with you guys."
Now often they visit their friend at the zoo
with a dinklebutter sandwich, they hope you'll come too.
9/17/2015
SEVEN - STAR
Stars! Stars! Stars!
Billions of stars in millions of Galaxies.
to descry.
We live in starry world
revealing itself at night
by mirth
and hiding under daylight:
The light emitted by the STAR SUN
closest to Earth.
So many Constellations of stars at night sky
as viewed from Earth.
Amazing, wonderful Cosmic Exhibition!
Ursha Constellation of ‘Seven Stars’ to allure
me
with brightest pole Star – Polaris or Cynosure.
Me being a part of Starry Empire
got inspired by whelming word ‘STAR’,
I chose three syllables ‘Seven-Star’
to attach to my good name on attraction of fame.
Come to me: All are welcome.
Please have breakfast, sumptuous-delicious.
Appreciate and admire brunch or lunch!
Or dine fine on your choice to rejoice.
Enjoy Jazz Concert with jubilant Rock star.
I am inviting you all!
Me, the 'Cynosure Regency Seven-Star.'
11/10/20
Third Place
'There is a star with my name on it ' Contest by Silent One
New place
Sounds ace
For lunch
Or brunch
Meets Dom
And Tom
Got new
Menu
Reveals
Good deals
Endorse
Three course
Deals viewed
Choose food
Veg soup
Vile gloop
Tastes off
Can’t scoff
I heave
Food leave
Await
Mains plate
Dead fly
On pie
There’s lice
In rice
Burnt fries
No lies!
Screams loud
Draws crowd
Staff look
for cook
He’s drunk
As skunk
My pud
Not good
On pear
Dog hair
Gets bill
Big thrill
It’s free
For me
For friend’s
Full spends
They'll pay
Their way
Won't tip
Get’s gyp
Waiter
Hater!
Return …
we’ll spurn!
09/25/20
Aren't many or any finer than Dan me ol mucker & china who now looks out for nightmare cooks or crooks making money off the books with rare meat on dirty hooks in filthy nooks but don't care want to give him a shiner for saying don't be hasty or cheat prepare pukka tasty tucker & succour...safe fayre to eat for every diner...
Owners booming hysteria at inspector criteria
Kitchens so unclean like a war scene in Liberia
Zooming in you find they're grooming Listeria
Rightly fuming that it is blooming like wisteria
Hardly stellar told fella to have old mortadella
Rank covered in dank mould stank in the cellar
Dan who's a fan of Paul Weller is a fortune teller
Scores on doors stop more spores of Salmonella
Suss some are no faff or fuss a them & us schism
Despairing whiners cuss not caring about criticism
Cleanliness next to Godliness just an anachronism
Foolish witticism as diners get ghoulish botulism
Out of date food they buy deny do things on the fly
Just comply no treason and here’s the reason why
If duff stuff you season on the sly to try and get by
The Council’s the fall guy as folks do die from Ecoli
Hunch lunch or brunch scare dodgy ware of tupper
Owners get shirty but it’s so dirty can’t serve supper
Ask my man Dan this is not a masterplan to scupper
A public sector inspector would rather have a cuppa
Once upon a time there was a family…I imagine many of you can relate…
whose traditions on the holidays…they love to recreate.
Who would eat Thanksgiving dinner with all the family gathered nigh…
turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce…their desert…a pumpkin pie.
And sometime in the evening, after all the dishes have been cleared
It is time for PopPop to take a family portrait…it’s tradition…every year.
But divorce changed the family dynamic…which means we had to find a way
to celebrate Thanksgiving…not always…on Thanksgiving Day.
And then some of the family member grew up…and moved away…
meaning a seat or two wold be empty…around the table Thanksgiving Day.
Even though they cannot be there…due to their other obligations
when the family gets together they are in our hearts and conversations.
Next, two of the family members became vegetarians…
their distaste for eating animals they cannot hide…
So, when the rest of the family eats the turkey…
they are content with eating sides.
This year, after 35 years, of hosting…we celebrated with a buffet…
at the house of one of our children and his wife…Thanksgiving brunch…on Saturday!
All the family who could make it were there…and with a dog who would not be ignored
the family broke up into teams for a friendly game of holeyboard.
And when the game was over and all the dishes had been cleared
the family member with the longest arms took a selfie…our family portrait for this year.
Yes, once upon a time there was a family…I imagine many of you are relating
whose traditions on the holidays…they are constantly re-creating.
A perfect of delight the morning
a brunch for 20 people.
Delicious the word of the day
Dill, cilantro,garlic, cucumbers
,green onions,lime juice, cream
Cheese, chopped Swiss cheese,
Bacon and olive oil mixed smooth
Served with watercress
Cured salmon
Cured herring
Procuttio
Toasted garlic bread
Scrabbled eggs
Ribeyed steak steak loaf
With fried onions, mushrooms
Provolone, cream cheese
Peppers, bacon wrapped in
Pastry and served with cheese
Sauce
For dessert a
Glorious raspberry and strawberry
Pastry tarte with pastry cream
And Carmel pecans
Coffee, sprite and vodka infection
Yottia, Yottia, bleep bomb ooh!
Got me sangin!