Long Flavourful Poems

 my soul-rose has a fulcrum 
sometimes
veined petals spread a  c  R    o   Ss 

skies unknown
            ...

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My mother was an excellent cook, not fancy but home cooking,
                  Our kitchen was always full of delicious...

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Where is the flavour,
That we used to savour, 
Many years ago

Ripe, juicy peaches,
Apricots and plums
That made flavourful preserves

They were made by many mums.
Gooseberries and Raspberries,
Black and redcurrants too

Succulent, Apples, Pears and oranges
To name just a...

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Walking in sailor fields amongst the nettles picking blackberries,
the brambles cut deep savage the mind. Yet the bowl to be filled
the jam to be boiled the bread of hope to be flavourful,
the innocence of it...

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Christmas unfolds all wrapped up memories
Along with wrapped gifts, bells, and jingles…
Treasure of family and friends in old oak cabin
…laughter and love surround!
Memories return tiptoeing when alone,
Recollections of joyful moments abound!

Children waiting anxiously for opening...

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Now I fly ! 

May my gifts spread across our
blue-green Globe as I return to Sky
may my smile ripple in open hearts
as I dance on an orange horizon 
may my healings remain 
remembered balms and...

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Like soup . . .  poems also need a good foundation,
a flavourful base to build upon;
I have no set time limit for my creation,
though, sometimes my alphabets are woebegone !

Carrots, peas, celery and corn...

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On a recent Monday,
at 
an ice cream parlor
I found 
chunky pieces of clay,
in my
olde fashion sundae,
that weighed
like a tonne of bricks.
As I excavated
with my wooden spoon
I found crumbs 
of an asphalt driveway
with a blond toupee
and...

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Softly swaying within their mist,
Two swans appear falling in love…
An exquisite alluring full of grace,
A statuesque symmetrical sublime.

With a mesmeric moon to entice the endless night,
The surreal swans swim toward a flavourful floral…
As they illuminate...

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See
I look up at the endless azure
Full of curiosity
What is it hiding
In the Hubble Bubble?

Touch
A cold embrace makes
Shots of dopamine
Send chills down my spine
And a stupidly sappy smile

Hear
Birds chirp blissfully
(Oh, how I long for such...

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Fresh and flavourful organic strawberries
Ground with the berries of our hearts,
Do blend with majestic creams
To celebrate this sweat-pouring afternoon
With a nice dish which feasts tongues.

This dessert is both life-giving and life-threatening;
She strengthens our heartbeats
While touching...

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I give you poetry,
fresh and captivating as a woman's hips 
and perfume; vivid and colourful as the 
imagery of 
a tropical sunset.
Flavourful and lingering as the 
cadence of pop songs and
bamboo
leaves set to music.

I give...

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