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Which speaks: or yo whom is in
concern
competion among contenders
to be champion one must
wait his turn
ranked among the best one must
chore and labor
to stand head tall above the rest
one must toil and labor
The Guild
Heritage and influential figures
steeped in the majesty of greatness
they wonder where the real men are
then among the frails of competition
the rival and wrest to be
inline of greatness
yet only one can stand tallest
as Champion.
The persona and person
the man and the mystique
in the community of these people
where the Chore to create the image before you
a contested pride
a person to rival and best
then to be annouced as
Champion
The Pro Grade style or Genre
were the uniquness of many combine
and fuss to create a show where
combatants Wrest and are Out Wrested!
e of the Anceint order
The ingredients for the Champions dinner
include.( for the Champion and his Party
of Ten or fewer then 19)
Groglegs
roasted grapes
1 horned sheep or mutton
hind leg of a deild Ox
wine
Dessert( Molded Cookies with fillings
excluding only creme< must be
with fruits and nuts)
Cakes and pies are prohibited)
Usage of cakes and pie only
if married or
intending to marry)
Dessert wines
all pastas are to contain at least
five cheese
three meats
and vine ripened tomatos
and olives which oils have
been pressed by married women.
waters are to be chilled and not frozen.
A;; seafood is
to be grilled or roasted
a measurment of potatoes
are as follows
usage of potatos are limited
by size
fewer than five should
fit into
a normal sized mans hand
otherwise the starches are coonsidered
prohibited and unuseable.
Unripened tomatos are to be fried
with feta as a condiment
and the usage of garlic is advised.
each woman is to be cloded as
so
they can be adimed
as an ornament for the newly
crown champion.
Others will not be allowed on the stage where
the Champions party shall dine.
the combatant who has been defeated
in the match which has crowned the Champion
must wear the Garment of Who
to be revealed as submissive
Such is Casears orders"
All Combatants must be at least 21 years of age
or risk the wives or future wives heads
to be shaved
for the duraation of 366 days!
That chilly night in Bucharest
As I lay down in my bed to rest
Torrents of thoughts assailed me
Avalanche of questions tore my heart apart
As I reminisced over the events of previous days
I felt the world moving in collective dementia
As disasters and heinous crimes of every shade
Broke minutely to confound the troubled world
Scores of souls roasted in the belly of Ethiopian whale
Worshipers pulverized on the altar of extremism in New Zealand
Furious flash floods kill and displace in Indonesia Papua
Cyclone Idai hitting hard in Zimbabwe and Mozambique
Man is endangered in his natural domain
By his daily contrivances for gain
His garden must be cultivated with better care
To produce trees where every bird can perch freely.
The Quintessential Catering Company serves only quality foods beginning with a Q
To some this seems quirky and to others quite quaint
Q foods quickly quell hunger and queasiness
Quick oats and quinoa with quick bread and quince jam are a favorite breakfast pick
Quark and Queijo quiche qualify as a quality lunch offering
Quaglia marinated in Quebec beef spice is a popular dinner choice
Quimbombo and pit roasted Quamash sides accompany this course
Queen of Puddings and some Quesitos are offered for dessert
Forget the queue quickly query Quintessential for your next Q food event
Definition of some Q food listed in poem
Quark-German farm cheese
Queijo- Portuguese cheese
Quaglia- Italian quail,
Quebec Beef Spice-a meat seasoning
Quimbombo-Spanish okra stew
Quamash- bulb of Camas lily with a taste similar to a sweet potato, but sweeter
Quesitos- Cream cheese turnovers
Queen of Puddings- a traditional British dessert, consisting of a baked, breadcrumb-thickened mixture, spread with jam and topped with meringue.
Rain came down in torrents—
The parched earth
Rose to greet her…
And let off some steam!
You took a long time in coming—
I was almost roasted alive
Complained the parched earth
Oh, the mountains fell in love with me
They blocked my way—
I had to take a circuitous route to reach you
The winds blew me hither and thither
I lost my way on my way!
But now that I am here
Pray, tell me, ‘What can I do for you?’
Oh, I have been thirsty for months
The leaves on the trees
Are heavy with dust
I need a thorough wash
I have been keenly waiting
For the monsoon season
So that I may have a natural bath
‘Monsoon is not a season’
Corrected the rain
There are only two seasons—
Summer and winter
Monsoon is just a transitory phase
Between summer and winter
Just as spring is a transitory phase
Between winter and summer
People wear summer clothes
And winter clothes
They don’t wear spring clothes
Or monsoon clothes
If there is rain during summer,
They wear raincoats over summer clothing
Just as they do in winter
Fresh leaves appear during monsoon
Flowering plants and trees are abloom
Animals and birds mate before monsoon
Just as they do
Before the arrival of spring
Monsoon is a second opportunity for rejuvenation
Just as spring is…
In fact, it is a second spring!
I am a son of the dark continent
By conception and ancestral offshoot
This black earth,
Where my dark ancestors deposited
The birth right of my life
In the dark bowels of our black sacred earth,
As the Canon and cradle of civilization;
The Land where my dark nostrils
First embraced the dark air in my dark lungs;
Which my dark ancestors bequeathed me;
The sacred ancestral black air which saturate
My dark back bone and black spinal cord,
Ensuring the purity of oxygenated black blood,
Meandering inside the black bowels
Of my black body and dark soul;
Galvanizing sacred ancient wisdom
The bloodshot ebony retinas
Of my dark sacred ancestors foretold
Time yellowed corn from afar
Blazing tobacco pipes competed fiercely in the twilight
For supremacy of sacred African nights,
With African Moon and unyielding black stars
Of Africa
The sweet aroma of embellished palm wine
Buried in the bowels of countless kegs of sacred African calabashes;
Roasted yam dipped in sacred palm oil and African pepper
Teased their black taste buds, stretching it to the boiling point of saturation;
Bonga fish and soaked garri was their appetizer,
As my dark ancestors soaked in the dark skin of black pride,
Battled to determine whose black skin was darker
Than the pitched black nights of Africa;
And whose black blood aligned more with black Africa's clay earth!
A breeze of super heated love the ancients called it
At the forth angle trumped up charges bemoan you
Twas a case of of an eagle eating a chic..... cry folly
Cry folly for Roy was as is his usual MO a by passer
How can you let her use you're premises yet no pay..
Are you Roi for real threatened the pistol service Bro
Yes you are our Bro Intelligence son is you're not..
Not uttered as Kaayan and by it a pointed index mark
Where did the fingerlings who abide by fingering... Eh
Leave a Mark that Roi now you have to be roasted..
The wheels of justice grind and groan in the mean time
Co-Optation has never been sur-judged as a justice means
In Esoteric font Roi Fold you're wings.. Let chics Be..
Who said you have to stay in the form of the Eagle
A Leopard you are an African Black Panthre' On My Mark.
Roast seven beets
Allow to cool
In a food processor add
2 tablespoons of salt
1 cup of lime juice
5 Tablespoons of extra dry gin
1/3 cups of olive oil
1/3 cup of minced onion
5 tablespoons of minced garlic
1/4 cup chopped cilantro
5 Tablespoons of Cayenne pepper
7 (peeled) roasted beets
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup of liquid smoke
5 drops of red food coloring
2 tablespoons of fish stock
2 tablespoons of McCormick's season salt
Process until smooth
4 pork tenderloins butterflied
Cover pork with the marinade allow to marinate
over night
Remove pork from marinade and rinse clean in 2 liters of ginger ale. Allow to dry on a rack.
Make filling for the pork
4 cups of cooked mustard greens drained
2 cups of onion dip
1/2 cup green bell pepper diced
1/2 cup of onions diced
1)2 cup of diced bacon bits
4 tablespoons of. Minced garlic
1/2 cup of parmesan cheese
1/2 cup of crushed sun dried tomato's
Stuff your pork and roll each loin foil
Roast @ 360 degrees for 1-1 1/2 hours
In a sauce pan bring
2 cups of water melon juice to a boil
2/3 cup of lemon juice
Add 1/4 cup of strawberry brandy
1/4 cup of honey
2 tablespoons of fresh chopped Rosemary
1 tablespoon of cayenne pepper
Ronald Rump reasonably roasted
Remarkable – recourse retaining rickety
rambling reverence regarding “r.”
Ronald Rump
repugnant racist republican reviled -
rickettsia re:itch ruler.
Rapaciously ravaged
revered reverential rubric.
Radical ruthless renegade
rapidly riotously ripped rigged ramparts.
Refrained retaining remnant
redolent regal, resplendent rafters.
Riches rudely ruptured rooted rectified rights.
Ruckus ricocheted revenant reign.
Ratified rattlebrained rules roil reductionism.
Rambunctious rapscallions rollicked;
rendered ruinous ramifications.
Rusty razor razing revenge rented reprisal.
Rabid rectal rictus rotten
rebranded re-calibrated redoubt.
Rambunctious revolutionaries rejoiced.
Ruffians rode roughshod
routing reigning royalty.
Reiterated revetting robust recidivist rationality.
Rode Rolls Royce relentlessly
rendering rock ribbing.
Riffraff raconteur raised reactionary response.
Revisited rancorous restrictive
redlined realigned rightward rivets.
Robocop ridiculously
rubber-stamped reorganization.
Recalcitrant reactors released rapture.
Rash Russian roulette
reconnaissance raconteurs racked rubles.
Red room reflected Republican RNA.
Rap risible rheumy ratiocinated rug-rats
revoked righteous refulgent repertory.
Rapier robed robbers ransacked
reliquary resounding retaliation.
Retaliatory redcoat regnum
reformation remembered.
Rudy robotically recoiled rapprochement
raison d'être rosily revered
rifled relics raffled.
Rookie raves ripe rackful
rubenesque reliably ranked.
Refulgent rotundity requisite
requirement re: reappointment.
Road-tested, roadworthy
redeem reapportion routed role.
Reprehensible reassignment
rapidly recognizes response.
Rife rampage removed respectability – respect.
Responsible roused restitution refuted.
Risky resultant reconnoitering
runaway railroad reverberated rivalry.
Reflexive ramrod reaction reconfirmed
redoubling ridding revitalization.
Reconfiguration realpolitik reinstated repudiation
rebooting Roosevelt regime reconsidered.
Requisition required resilient reseeding republic.
Regrettable riley roars remorseless ribbing.
Rare recount restoring recondite
renown reprobate Rapunzel.
Republican representatives
rejoice reclaiming reins.
I love your acsent' it makes me want to kiss you!
16 fillet catfish/ or seabass
1/4 cup of McCormick seasoning
2 Tablespoons of garlic powder
2 Tablespoons of onion powder
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
mix well and set aside
1/2 cup of olive oil
1/2 melted butter
1/4 cup lime juice
coat both sides of each fillet with oil and butter
sprinkle seasoning atop
bake in a 350 degree oven until fish are flakey and done
8 cups of cooked cous cous( soaked in 1 cup of buttermilk)
3 cups of goats cheese
2 cups of heavy cream
2 cups of béchamel sauce
1/2 melted butter
1/2 cup of fresh chives
5 tablespoons of crushed garlic
2 cup of oven roasted turkey bacon ( cook into bits)
1/3 cup of diced fine green peppers (sautéed)
1/3 cup of crushed sun dried tomatoes
12/3 saute'd onion
1 & 1/2 cup of white cheddar
2 tablespoons of red pepper flakes
combine ingredients and bake for 25 minutes
slice fillets from a leg of lamb
about twenty slices
salt and pepper
grill (medium rare)
in a pan combine
1/3 cup of beef broth
1 cup of pomegranate juice
1/4 cup of honey
1/4 cup of lime juice
5 tablespoons of chopped rosemary
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
1/3 cup of sweet red wine
1 cup of unsalted pistachios
reduce sauce about half
add lamb and serve
FOR DESSERT
5 CUPS OF BROWNIE MIXED ( MIXED USING BOX RECIPE)
4 CUPS OF ANGEL FOOD ( USING BOX RECIPE)
24 DOLLOPS OF CREAM CHEESE
IN A GREASED NON-STICK MUFFIN PAN, SPOON IN TWO TABLE SPOONS OF BROWNIE MIX
AND LAYER IT WITH THE ANGEL FOOD MIX, (ABOUT 2 TABLESPOONS)
HALFWAY FULL ADD CREAM CHEESE
COVER WITH BROWNIE AND ANGEL FOOD MIX
BAKE UNTIL DONE, USING A TOOTH PICK TO CHECK
COOL MUFFINS, TOP WITH FAVORITE FROSTING AND SERVE
IN
WE BASSOON'D THE FOOD WAS DONE: SO WE ATE IT!
WE DRUMMED AND OBO'D THRU THE NIGHT
ASSUMING WE WOODWIND: WE DID!
WE DID !
The feet of twenty cousins were trampling and pounding the floor
As my Aunt Pearl's house trembled and suddenly became smaller.
We were racing with the games of 'who could find who' behind the door
While munchkin toddlers all dressed up waddled or became crawlers.
Outside peering in surrounding the commotion, stood horses, pigs, hens and cows
Who seemed overtaken to see their caretaker's hustle and bustle scrambling,
As the grown-ups were talking about the weather being good and how
Aunt Modena was so upset and mad with Uncle Charlie's gambling.
They spoke about jobs, recipes, and Pete's new car with broken windows.
And the grades in school gave bragging rights to parents whose kids did well
Our oldest cousin Mallie blushed from the top of her head to her toes
When Aunt Ethel announced loudly of her secret wedding to her beau Dell.
In the meantime we did our chores in this menagerie of muss and fuss
And helped put down the silverware and napkins on the many makeshift tables
We tried to seat everyone, at least fifty of us with little space between us
We tucked our elbows tightly squished as I squirmed against Aunt Mable
The sweaty kitchen was a sauna of sights and smells
From the Turkey with Cornmeal Dressing to Apple and Cherry Pies.
All the aprons worn were like family flags that signified well
The identity chosen by each cook as they donned their own surmise.
Sweet Potato Pie, fresh Cranberries, and Cream churned just that day
Sweet Peas and Carrots, Turnip Greens and Mashed Taters my favorite.
The Turkey stood in the middle boldly roasted golden on display
Steaming vapors and cooks praising all the work it took for us to savor it.
The clanking plates were passed the warm brimful bowls were too
While hands were held in prayer as we 'sushed' the giddy laughter.
We ate, we talked and filled our tummies and hearts full to renew
Our love and giving to each other and be together happily ever after!
November 7, 2019
Thanksgiving Memory Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Regina Riddle