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MY NEIGHBOR KOFI
LOCATION: Mazamaza, Lagos, Nigeria:
My neighbor kofi,
The computer scientist
At 34,
He crisscrossed, jetcrosed, redcrossed,
And hobnobbed around the globe:
Kathmandu, Acapulco and the Galapagos
He dined and wined
Like there was no tomorrow
He dined and wined
With Kings and queens;
Cuban cigars, dom perignon 59, Cabernet Sauvignon;
Lamborghini Gallardo, Rolls Royce and Ferrari
He saw the world
Through,
Rose colored spectacles
He jetted North, then South
He jetted in Sommer, then in winter
Then,
He jetlagged....
His battery drained
And,
His computer crashed
Then,
The speck fell
From his eyes
He,
Drank garri without sugar
Ate wild mushrooms
And drank bitter lemon.......
He googled his front
And ogled his back
In his minds eyes
He saw a knotted gray tie
And a pregnant woman
He heard a cock crow
But saw a thick blanket
Of darkness cascade toward, over him
He could not discern
Beyond his nose......
He saw the clouds gathering
But no rain
He saw the palm trees sway
Almost to a breaking point
Then,
He saw the harmathan
Gathering momentum
At the lower troposphere.....
He felt the cold
North East trade wind
Hit his face.......
He mounted his green horse
Named: Don Longhorn
Adjusted his helmet
Then,
Saw a thick haze
Of dust behind him......
It tumbled, rumbled, crumbled and cracked,
It thundered, hissed and clappered
Lightening flashed around him
But,
Don Longhorn and Kofi
Forged ahead...
Into the night....
Into a blanket of darkness......
Moon Fantastique
The moon peeked in and said, "Hello!"
And then, shocked, on the floor, slipped my bowl
of trembling, deepest, red jello!
You don't know the delight this sparked in me.
This summer's night, now so glorious with the moon
flooding the room bright.
My sequined slippers like sparkling rainbows, splashed
colors all over the room.
Even the jello rippled a romantic crimson!
As if I were floating in a La Mer Cabernet Sauvignon
Mr. Moon, and me~ah in unforeseen, extraordinary
vintage, sparkling, celestial ecstasy!
June 28,2020
9:30pm PST
salt and pepper six large beeff bones bake at 350 for 35 to 40 mins.
remove a cool
remove marrow from the bone and set aside
2 cups of chopped minced fine cremine mushrooms
1 cup of olives chopped fine
1/2 cup of minced onion
2 T of minced garlic
4 T of roasted bell pepper
1/2 stick of butter
salt and pepper
1 teaspoon of cayenne pepper
4 T conagac
2/3 cups of heavy cream
2 T of dried thyme
Cook the mushroom duxelles. Sauté very finely chopped mushrooms, shallots, and thyme together into a flavorful paste.
mix in marrow
mix well and set aside
We want Two cups of cooked fork tender pot roast
shred pot roast into small fine pieces
and add to the mushroom mixture
cut the Pate A Chouxs in half removing any extra filling
or remove the tops
layer prosciutto in the puffs and
add beef mixture
serve with Crispy Garlic Parmesan Fries
and Salad with a light vinaigrette and
Cabernet Sauvignon and Merlot
Enjoy!
Wine Through the Bassoon started the day
with applause!
we were having a party!
We wanted to get down!
Music, Dance, Food and fun!
we were gonna appoint the new positions
in the organization.
They then would appoint people to duty positions
and then the allocation processes would
make the scheduling of events known.
voted on by all members
the senior member would have first Dibbs on
the happenings
over dates and times
if the event scheduling were challenged
then the junior duty folk
could vote against the existing event.
We hoped that we had enough votes to
get the things done in an orderly fashion.
The secretary and associate members (4 of them)
were in charge of keeping track
we did the thing and approved our new organization with
the budget and schedule for the following year.
We were to host three concerts and
several sporting events
and Clown day was still in limbo
pending better wording.
The food was gorgeous and devine!
We had BBQ'd Country style ribs
that were so tender
you could use a spoon to eat them
aromatics that build a savory base.
Yellow onions, garlic, carrots, celery,
waxy potatoes Yukon Gold mushrooms,
and sweet potatoes parsnips.
the wines paired well with the pork,
Syrah/Shiraz, or Malbec
for those who didn't want pork
the beef was a perfect replacement
slow cooked cross rib roast
were tender and delious!Rioja and
Cabernet Sauvignon were the
accompanying wines
Today I am without inspiration
and write a poem
not with words but with
chuck beef cubed and coated
in flour, seared in a pot
until golden brown
then deglazed with a good cup
of cabernet sauvignon - I pack
the lines with shallots, celery,
carrots, seasoning and a can
of crushed tomatoes and then cook it
for hours in a gentle oven.
I savour the smell all day,
hear it bubble in the silence
as it deepens
within the dark magic of itself,
taking on meaning beyond
its mere ingredients. Lifting
the lid, the thick crusted gravy
announces its completion.
Come, take a spoon
and plunge it into its depths.
Taste poetry.
multi nuanced
flavour
many coloured
& aromas to savour
always in the taste
& swallowed
without haste.
bottled
magnums
& jereboam,
bouquets
to hint
of lemon & jam
chadonnay shiraz
sauvignon
tempranillo
merlot jostle
in a throng
of
wein germanic
bernkastel moselle
&
the trinity
champagne
sherry& port
the latter
stilton's best escort
beaujolais
loved
by the light-hearted
a lingering thirst&
race
to import
first
none
can surpass
rioja's reserva
at a thousand feet
oak aged
ripened
in summer heat
we were adopted on the same morning
my father loved us, a love adoring
my brothers shared a gene name, Cabernet
sisters noble parents based on hearsay
my dad built a strong house of fine French oak
we stayed there for months until the walls spoke
Sauvignon muscular and the strongest
Franc dark and lean and can stay the longest
Merlot is too shy and soft as satin
me, Petit Verdot, was told to fatten
we left that house for a place very small
this was a time of character for all
life a blend of love and time but real
dad says it’s a Bordeaux surreal appeal
-updated July 2016-
Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew.
Cigarette rims on window ledges stub out edges.
The marred ghosts of fear misty file foul pass.
The well-known places on wrinkle old folks faces.
When your mind sees and grieves with the ashes.
Moister paint the shadow of your face in the sky.
And night continues impenetrable at a lively pace.
Unawares of the rage consigned conspicuous cry.
This hoary claim might charm all the living race.
Perils bring the way that rides the waves of death.
Turned all ends of pleasure into a darker season.
Freely flying thin into the dying fading breath.
Risky living dreaming of another set of reasons.
Deadly steer rides the night with spavined grey.
Journeying without remorse to throw the woes.
And try to catch a glimpse of the fleeting day.
That wishes to defeat time with all their prowess.
Darkness running along far flung into the night.
Black clouds filled the whole dome of the sky.
Grasp muffle decaying voices along the street.
Water nectar rain, wash, rinse, and balm the eye.
The Voltaire of space stars on a voyage in the clouds
Rival unquiet air shivers with unheeding tremor.
The changed atmosphere invites sleep into the crowds.
Binaries cover the city to make stragglers scatter.
The long night closes with a kiss in the frost.
Pale and fear as dear vintage sauvignon saint.
When the drink is in the wit, we see the rein of cost.
That holds the kingly feast of a mysterious variant.
From the porter’s view drink, is a jewel of the night.
Each keeps its way separate in the flames of desire.
And oozes away in the morning behind the sunlight.
In greater sanctity with dreadful eyes smiling in a fire.
When the dust of morning rises in the grassy skies.
The glint in your eyes, you dare not raise too high.
And risk the manor for how your honor applies.
When your mind likely knows, it holds a deeper sigh.
She don’t need much
She don’t ask much
Just a box of chocolate
A bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon
And life is delightfully delicious
Diamonds are girls best friend and so is chocolate
Chocolate is her daily dose
her therapist
her energy
her happiness
her love
Come to think of it -
Everything is good when made with chocolate
Roses are red and so is wine
Wine is feeling sooo fine
keep calm
happy thoughts
Happy life
drink more wine
Come to think of it-
The more you drink wine the better to help save water
So there
chocolate and wine
A delicious sweet life
Akkina Downing
11/13/20
multi nuanced
flavour
many coloured
& aromas to savour
always in the taste
& swallowed
without haste
bottled
magnums
& jereboam,
bouquets
to hint
of lemon & jam
chadonnay shiraz
sauvignon
tempranillo
merlot jostle
in a throng
the trinity
champagne
sherry& port
the latter
stilton's best escort
beaujolais
loved
by the light-hearted
a lingering thirst
&race
to import first
none
can surpass
rioja's reserva
at a thousand feet
oak aged
ripened
in summer heat