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I never have enough apples.
Apple pie, which I will only eat
alamode.
Apples, to keep the dentist at bay;
apples, to keep a nagging teacher away.
Apples, cored and filled with peanut butter
and raisins,
finds balance somewhere between a raindrop
and the symmetry of snowflakes,
where balance cannot be found.
Like old age and youth
the man in the mirror always wins.
No matter how long it takes
to see him, he's always there.
Old ladies lose muscular tone
and daily search to balance sag and arrest,
another dirty smudge where balance
cannot be found.
I take pride in the old woman's knobby fingers,
I 've earned every lump you see.
It brings me joy to look at them...
I have my grandmother's hands..
and that balances everything.
Mm, fresh firm pears so succulent and ripe
Oozing sweetened juices from nature's delight
Peeled cored and sliced into delectable quarters
This recipe is now under starting orders
To this mix I add some freshly halved strawberries
Finely diced rhubarb with a dash of merry sherry
Some butter, sugar with a splash of lime zest
The proof's in the pudding with my dessert quest
With a sprinkling of cinnamon the best from Saigon
I roll out the puff pastry, on and on and on
My ingredients are topped of with ground vanilla beans
Cooked by this Scottish King for his English Queen
The icing on the cake could be whipped or ice cream
On a hot afternoon with my blond, mm our dream
I miss the play of outside sunshine,
But the nose knows it’s safer to quaver,
From going outdoors, acting sanguine.
Raw throat, stalled breathing - I’m on the floor,
Caused by flying too close to the ceiling.
Snow was in store, but I dressed poor,
Saw the sights, had too good a time,
Impulses attended, weather ignored.
Now it’s chicken soup in place of wine.
Emotions - once pleasures, now bore;
Strength - once coiled rope, now balled twine.
Even the apple of my eye seems cored.
If mindful for a change - symptoms will decline,
As the coughing nasal squeak turns quietly into a roar.
Meanwhile, I’ll buy shares in the Kleenex line,
I have a hunch - my use of tissue cause prices to soar.
When first freed from mother's skirt, still arrayed in white,
dew kissed, peach sweet, blush cored, I dove into
love, Persephone pierced; where ox-eyed daisies grew
within a field abreast a Roman ... in daylight.
Dry merlot overcast the blooded spot on site
where passion flowered upon the box stitched blue
quilt Grandmother with constancy had imbued.
Yet, youth was not enough to make the man contrite.
An omen ran through red bee balm, a hound of black
long-limbed, loosed to pursue the brazen few who dared
to lay unabashed in sunlight, the farmer stared back
from the porch; he saw them run, saw yarrow in her hair.
Ill fated yes, but first love is honeyed and that is a fact;
nothing's sweeter than a maid undressed in open air.
'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and sensibility, jocularity,
and conformity I dissed deign
(spoiler alert) iamb, trochaic,
dactylic, and anapestic metrical reign
jest your ordinary garden variety
dollar short day late dime a dozen
penniless citizen banker Abel and Cain,
yet mine mean mien blithely, daringly,
fatuously, ludicrously, nauseatingly,
pretentiously playfully urbane
many (if not all readers)
will coon sitter
yours truly harmlessly insane,
whose feeble attempts
to wax and wane
oft times falls flat (splat goes Matt)
as if dropped out plane,
without a parachute
instantly recuperating while lain
supine (winded, but...
none the worse) asthma brain
suffers concussion, confusion, contusion
actually, immediately, and unexpectedly
knocked fluent German speaking ability
within germane guy verständlich?
If ye really comprehend
trademark non Turkish gobbledygook
then explain (using
language of least familiarity),
but best to commence
with eye catching hook
impossible mission
apt lit pupils (mine)
to evade even momentarily
riveting, spellbinding,
and transfixing look
courtesy ingenious way
with word ye snook
cored me and took
wind out my sails.
Nor could I breakaway courtesy automobile,
cuz 2009 Hyundai Sonata
would not start... yea for real,
thus finding me ready to yoke
neck (think gibbet) each heel
dangling as body goes limp
blessedly, finally, happily
ridding me of any/all hangups,
one less goo goo gaga born this way
poker face cards for him to deal.
UNGABLUZUM describes this schlemiel!
The barnyard was filled with the most notorious cliques.
I was tired of trying to out-think these cheap little chicks.
They were forever making trouble with their feed and chews.
Wringing their necks might make them sit up and choose…..
Something better to do with their time, for they were cheap.
I followed one around who was bullied into losing his cheep.
I followed him into garden rows where there was a pink rose.
He tried to hide underneath it, but you know how that goes.
Don’t be a wretch I told that chick. Ignore the bully ring.
He did not understand and was arguing. His neck I wanted to wring.
An apple left by a deer was lying there, smoothly cored.
Ants were wound all around it like a ebony cord.
The chick began pecking the long black ring of the ants.
His throat began to retch as his beak did this dance.
Bury my ideas, I told him, but you better not be less merry.
The next thing that chick found to eat was a fallen rasp-berry.
Hewn with story untold
Towering mass cut then rolled
Bared, stripped leaving majestic mold
Surrounded with ringed truths manifold
Cored, its residual value poled
Branchless foil whose tender hath been sold
Slighted twig, limb but unvarnished dome not doled
On its base remaining premium scrolled
Trite, sentimental heirloom pared bold
Statuesque sentinal in sylvan fold
Subletted perch, ant stronghold
Milled by termites hundredfold
For weary travelers a foothold
Scortched by fire; its hearth roiled
Yet, remaining viable hostel in tenuous wold
Vulcanized, its pure essence remains for all to behold
twenty five steamer clams
snouts removed and dressed
in a oval pan arrange them.
3/4 cups of clarified butter
2 tablespoons of minced garlic
1/4 cup of minced parsley
1 teaspoon of lemon zest
1 teaspoon of cayenne pepper
or 1 teaspoon of hot pepper sauce
1/4 teaspoon of horseradish
1/2 cup of deep fried Speck (diced fine)
1/2 of white wine
1 Tablespoon of crown royale
1 Tablespoon of lemon juice
1/4 teaspoon of toasted sesame seeds
3 tablespoons of parmesan cheese
1 shallot diced fine
Mix well chill in refrigerator for ten minutes
use a teaspoon and top clams
in the bottom of the pan pour 1/2 of heavy cream
1 tablespoon of fish stock and 1/3 cups of sliced mushrooms
and 1/4 cups of butter
(mix on top in a sauce pan if you are serving
with toast) make the sauce
before pouring under the clams
brown silepoons of bread crumbs in butter
top each stuffed clam with a sprinkle of Toasted crumbs
in a preheated oven
bake for fifteen minutes
serve hot!
the drink ( that'll learn 'em)
..........................................
4 cups of tomato juice
1/2 cup reserved clam juice
1/2 cup of lime juice
in a juicer
juice 1 celery stalk
1 lemon
1/2 cup of cashews
10 strawberries
1 seeded jalapeno pepper
1 cored apple
mix with tomato juice
2 cups of vodka
5 cups of extra dry gin
2 cups of white grape juice
How long can you emotionally spin on an axis?
Before you physically feel like you're against the wall and dodging axes?
How long can your feelings wait?
Before they are crushed by a life's ton of emotional weight?
How long can your signals be missed?
Before the tears in your eyes dry to less than a mist.
How long can you feed someone's affections that's already ate?
Six years seven or possibly eight?
How long can you listen to a Sorrow songs chord?
Before your heart feels like an apple that's been physically cored.
A narrative account of what loves loss can weave.
Or a personal revelation of what we've.
Tranquil thoughts
breathing
of slow kissed sights
comforted
in expelling this light
languorous trembled gaze
A mask promising nothing
yet yearning to taste
now pushed aside
Risking this pull
stakes everything
Claims made
forever washing
though tears of ecstasy
now rolling free of
ducted bliss
trailed warmth of
cored beings
exquisite dripping
yets
Serenades of wanting
traveling through blood
as feather breathes
brushed lightness
thieves strength
floating in
washes of joyed right
Unaltered and bare
lured to charm
unhooked to potent need
she is lost
Silkily softness crushed in satin
drawn to slither tight
set free to embrace
crystal screams
shattered
in feathers graced might
Masked
to be nothing
revealed
in breathlessness