Long Buckwheat Poems
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Among tall weeds are waving tulips, with satin pearls of dew
Blowing trumpets, and brushing grasses, with shades of cheerful tunes
Creating carpets soft and fair, where every eye can rest,
Dancing petals kiss the breezes, in flirting dalliance
Each breath of wind, caresses strands, of lupine, blending in
Foxglove, flax, and buckwheat stand, so slender on their stems
Green buds, fragile, on the limbs, of trees in cloisters, high
Have opened bliss upon the ridge, while clouds are passing by
Ivy tendrils wrap the oaks, which grow exempt from time
Just as God would wrap a heart with joy at Easter time
Keeping watch, a hawk swoops down, to scout a meadow's floor
Looming high, it circles 'round, in time for afternoon
Morning 's sun has long been gone,, and left a touch of warm
Night had left a trail of showers, from the passing storm
Opened flowers, bask in sunlight, breaking through the cold
Pastel colors, and fragrant blossoms, paint the world in gold
Question not the splendid wonder, it's ours now to explore
Rejoice with eyes, behold and conquer, spring is at our door
Saturate the heart with "happy", as the day unfolds
To stand, alone, and hear the songs, birds and bees have told
Underneath the cloak of springtime, is all that we could ask
Voices call within the wind, and meadow larks will ask
Will we take this world for granted, or leave it to the rest?
Xanadu is ours to own, nature at it's best
You came, you saw, a sign of spring.......and
Zenith, is its name
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For The Abecedarian Contest: "Spring"
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
2/20/15
I had a lunatic feeling, once, of caging a bird,
I had purchased a very beautifully-looking cage;
I had kept a myna in it and did very well gird,
I saw to it that she felt happy and in joy engage...!
Was my myna happy? Did I think over any time?
Did she eat whatever I had lovingly thrown at her?
Barley, Brown Rice, Buckwheat, Bulgur, and gave the best of lime,
Did she feel that I saw to the best growth of her fine fur...?
I was self-content that my myna liked me very much,
Who can, yet, tell who likes who and hates who and who kills?
I've done everything for her, I thought; left nothing as such,
Why should my myna fly away from me and went black hills...?
I, then, understood that my myna wanted liberty,
Which existing being does not love creativity...???
Grab a wooden spoon, and choose a mixing bowl
A breakfast that is piping hot is worth its weight in gold!
You can make them by the dozens, or one or two will do
Make them for your next of kin, or neighbors you have got
Even for those teenage boys, ...(the ones who eat a lot!)
Let's see you fry a stack of cakes that tower on the plate
The stack is high,...but folks will sigh with happiness inside
So get the griddle piping hot, and warm syrup too
And don't forget a pot of jam and marmalade is good!
Applesauce, gets an A+ ,.......and often gets applause!
Yes you can! Whip some up.....it's as easy fix to do
No need to go to I-Hop. Just make them on the spot
Wake them up to something yummy
Fill a tummy, make 'em happy, maple syrup needs some sopping
Buckwheat makes the grumpy jolly, just stir the lumps out 'til there's none
And someone's sour mood is gone, when sourdough is stacked at dawn
Flapjacks wake the sleepyheads, before they run straight out the door
They'll turn right back to have some more .....three or four, or five or six
Butter oozing down the sides, sticky syrup glazing eyes.....mouths will water
hear the laughter.....add some nuts, or raisin eyes, make a face a big surprise
Yum! Yum! Yum! M & M's add some fun, and add a chocolate prize!
And if you dare, to be so bold
Flip your flapjack, pan-fried gold.....Just grab and hold your frying pan
It 's in the grip, ......then flip ! You can !!! And if you're lucky it will land
upon the plate........not on the floor, across the room,......
but one mistake......, just mop it up, and try it all again!
Practice tennis while you're at it,...Ping pong too...., and batter-up.....
Up it goes........and down it comes........Something yummy for your tummy
Pancake's, flapjacks .......hotcakes, hoecakes..
Pick your favorite, flip them high........ make them small or any size
Make a ton........!!! It's worth a try !
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For Didactic Food Contest: sponsored by Tammy Reams
10/5/15
At first was spring, and everything was quenched of every thirst
Summer came, but soon was gone, it quickly played its game
Autumn, lingers here again, blows in with magic fingers
Gripping trees without a care, and painting brittle leaves
Sending cold to gild our hills with brilliant red and gold
Finding ways to rust the sky with tawny autumn days
We should fry up stacks, of buckwheat cakes, and gather stacks of wood
We'll retire, soon, find warmth, and croon, around the cozy fire
We now rehearse, the winter's curse, and will survive the worst, somehow
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For Contest: Plucky 2 By 9
Sponsored by Mystic Rose
2/23/15
A luminous sun steadily glaring
Becomes a phenomenal scene
Can blind the observer's eyes
Diffusing its light very quickly
Effulgent as a winter's moon
Fascinating as the calmest sea
Grand illusion of the unreachable Paradise
Herald of the unconquerable skies
Image of the painter's mind
Jocular clouds turning gold
Key West resembles a desert
Lambent dense buckwheat
Masterpiece of His handiwork
Nascent serenity exalted by bells
October's imminent farewell
Piercing the peace of a perfect morning
Quotidian prayer recited by the fisherman
Ravishing his sincere soul
Satisfying the unwavering belief
Tending to instill more faith
Unimpeachable as integrity
Veracious as Christ himself
Wayward as untamed wind
xenon turning to sweet aroma
Yellow bay guarded by black rocks
Zenith's color is tangerine not blue
Savory described the dish a staple for breakfasters
The stock was said to be key to the foundation
of the dish.
2 hams
2
3 livers
3 kidneys
2 heads
cooked in 1 gallon of reserved pigfeet stock
add water to cover
take the meat off the bone
and stew the bones to make a broth
We used green peppers,carrots and onions and garlic to
make the broth
and mixed it with the broth of the meat and offals.
"when the meat is tender: glove up
and squish the large portion into handling size"
we would gring them later in a meat grinde
.2-5 cups fine cornmeal
¼-1 cup buckwheat flour
½ -1cup yellow onion diced small
For most scrapple recipes, the standard amount of
ground or rubbed sage is 1/4 to 1/2 teaspoon
for every 1 pound of meat
grinf the meat
add the cornmeal and flour mix
add sage, salt(3 Tablespoons) add no more until
the mixture is at desired thickness
and has been tased for saltiny.
Common spices in scrapple include sage,
thyme, and black pepper, along with other
seasonings like salt, savory, and nutmeg.
Many recipes also call for garlic powder,
onion powder, and cayenne pepper for additional flavor.
Mix spices and taste
adjust to desired flavor
using loave pans and muffin tins ( small ones for decrotive effect)
load up and allow the scrapple to set up.
In a cool room place the scrapple for up to five hours before regerration or freezing
slice and enjoy!
*********************Note you can add cooked bacon and mushrooms that have been freid and twisted dry(in a cheesecloth)***********************************************************************
We had a fine supper that evening a celebration for all
Waffles
Pancakes
sausages
bacon
and scapple
with pies and cakes
A great time had by all
to celebrate the autumn
in preparation for
Winter!
Stalky lupines add a purple fringe
to rugs beneath the lodgepole pine
In tall cool grass, where deer have been
the sun slides down between the limbs
The blue wild flax, on slender stems
will bend and bow to every breeze
And sulphured bands of wild buckwheat
in wild array, will cluster at my feet
Not planned, unintended, still they remain
Untouched by the hoe, and watered by rain
A colored carpet wide and sweeping for my eye
While hiking through the lofty hillside high
Kissed by the sun and tossed by the breeze
Running through clover or wherever they please
The winding path that climbs higher still
Strikes vibrant chords and charms the spirit still
This hillside of carpet, in springtime so mild
Planted by God, and born to be wild
Inspired by Constance's mini contest "Wildflowers"
I stopped awhile, to rest my legs, and spied a crevice in the wall
where mossy stones, and flagstones, lost, are hidden in the vines
I'm quite intrigued, so I must squeeze, and curl myself into a twig
and soon, I've found my way inside, where sun shines down in amber light
A garden hidden, tucked away, I have found beyond the other side
Beneath the trees are wild bouquets, a thousand blossoms dancing, bright
They flaunt their beauty to the sky, seducing blackbirds gliding low
Filling senses, restoring souls, keeping secrets no one knows
Yellow buckwheat at my feet, while lavender, soft essence, sweet,
Each wild thing fragile on the stem, will bend and bow to every breeze
I will sit beside the climbing rose, and take my rest against the wall
and hear a song of meadowlark, embellish stories of the years
This lovely place is mine to own, watered, fed by pearls of dew
Where song birds sing, and robins nest, I wonder who may know of this
Were I to share my secret lair, perhaps it would not be so fair
Although it's not of mine to own, my paradise, I cannot share
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For Nette's Secret Garden Contest
Carrie Richards 2/19/14
Television's Funster's
Two of my favorites
The Addams Family and the Munster's
The Honeymooner's- with Ralph and Ed
Their still on late at night
Fun to watch- 'fore we go to bed
The Odd Couple- a comedy treat
It is certainly odd
Oscar so messy, Felix so neat
Fred, Barney and Dino the dinosaur
Got to love the Flintstone's
I must have watched them a thousand times...or more
The Little Rascals- all of the gang
Spanky, Buckwheat, Darla...
Oh, and how Alfalfa Sang
When it comes to smartness- Abbott was the worst
Costello was the genius...
He wrote- "Who's on first"
The smartest man to play his part
Obviously, it has to be Don Adams
He was "Maxwell Smart"
The funniest lady of them all
The one that I love
I Love Lucy's- Lucille Ball
Just Stating the obvious Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brother Jacob
4/24/2021
Sporadically, language falls short of the lasting mark
To instantly share awe-inspiring testimonies and remark
Appalling atrocities of war and unfathomed sorrow
Millions of people are on the hunt for a wheel-barrow
This loaded backpack was previously packed for a trip
It is, however, currently being utilized as an escape tip
Their humble lodging is becoming increasingly narrow
We pray they will be clung to unite like a bow and arrow
They're laboriously dragging their burden along the street
It is extremely beneficial to deliver water and buckwheat
For their active life, they will keep an eye on the sparrow
And won't utterly work behind the plow and harrow
Written: March 22, 2022