Long Steamers Poems
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Murky water left to drink
floating particles of death
Erie presence leaves discontent
As something wicked floats in it.
The bone chilling chilly wind doth blow
off Lake Erie with flurry snow.
Late at night off cold dark shores
Shadows of a floating barge
Clouds of soot from steamers clogged
Pollutes the air with killer smog
when something wicked this way blows.
Perverts creep on angry streets
Children homeless are their prey
desperately at the mercy of
She gets plucked like a sweet ripe plumb
as something wicked this way comes.
There were no herbs, left to purge her
This was strictly death by murder
Blood dripping from their lips/
Every scary thing they fling as;
Vampires odors fumigates,
the evil deeds, their gluttony brings.
They've Desecrated the graves of men;
Though we stand by, we cannot extend,
at least a stick to beat the bush;
Or make loud noises and pretend;
While something evil this way spins.
© Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2014
Inspired by Ray Bradbury
reposted 2017
2 cups of sautéed butternut squash
1 cup of pecans ( sautéed in butter and brown sugar 3 tablespoons each)
1 cup of raisins
3/4 cups of honey
2/3 cups of amaretto
2 cups of shredded sautéed cabbage
1 cup of sautéed onions
7 crushed garlic cloves (sautéed)
1/4 cup of candied ginger (minced)
2 cups of vanilla ice-cream
1/3 cup of white sauce
3 cups of ground pork (cooked)
1 & 1/2 cups of diced apples
mix together and make turnovers with favorite pie dough. or using eggroll wrappers
steam and to make sticky steamers
sauce
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1/4 cup of sesame seed oil
1/4 cup of soy sauce
1/4 cup of brown sugar
2 T ground ginger
3 T red pepper flakes
2 T fish stock
2 T lime juice
Manila and Cockles
oh the steamers oh the steamers
Ensis and Razors
Carpet shell clams and Ynghylch
Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch
A cold Read and Cattle call
The grounds have Karsted and
surface waters have polluted our aquifers
one said that mussels had attached to the
pipes in his handdugged well
Gaius Suetonius Paulinus,
the speak your name
in Rome
To mock the lovers'
of clams
Oysters: Oysters,
The Worlds my Oyster
mountains and mountains
we shuck
The Squawking shuckers
Bhah and grunt
grinding the day away
seagulls eager for lunch
swarm the skies and the ground
Song By
Sexiigalahgogo DeWhoreofbeddamn
'A two Flute Minimum" written by
"That Ole Gal" from Big-City Music
"What ya'll know out there in the Kuntry?"
The path progresses in a linear manner
like a fallen tree trunk
branching occasionally.
Perpendicular cousins gauntlet
the peripheral borders.
Winter’s extreme nudity
revealing an earthly crust,
a spine of granite;
a body desiccated of life’s fluids.
Yet, the sparse, angular, forms
retain their own beauty,
dance in the shifting light.
Upon the path man progresses,
upright as the gauntlet of guardian trees;
perpendicular as they;
arms branch, fingers twig,
calling down the gifts of Heaven.
Summoning.
The path girdles the Earth.
Within the trunk of man
arteries branch, capillaries twig;
and bones boulder spines.
The fluids of life flow in jewel tones,
dancing in the shifting light.
The Earth progresses, orbiting,
girdling the sun as the Moon girdles it.
Golden steamers of gas reach from the sun
upward and outward on the path
occasionally branching.
Soft-shell steamers (pissers) are best prepared by steaming with aromatic liquids like white wine, garlic, and herbs, cooking for 5-10 minutes until shells open. Clean them thoroughly in salted water, then steam and serve with melted butter and the broth, discarding any unopened clams.
often she'd serve pissers fried but today she served them pissers in soup form with two loaves of garlic bread and a greek salad.
2 cups of shucked steamers
1/2 cup of shredded cooked chicken meat
2 cups of white wine
2 cups of whole milk
1 stick of butter
1 cup of grated parmesan
2 tablespoons of flour for roux
4 Tablespoons of fresh tarragon
1 teaspoon of cayenne pepper
1/2 cup of cooked chopped bacon
2 egg yolks
2 talbe spoons of lemon juice
1/2 cup of heavycream
2 cups of boiled soft parsnips
1 tablespoon of minced garlic
1/4 cup of minced onions
1/4 celery
1/4 cup red bell peppers
1 cup of sliced mushrooms
a two pot soup
pot number one
add steamers and wine bring to a boil
cover with a lid and remove from heat.
set aside.
pot number two
melt five tablespoons of buttter
with five tablespoons of flour make a roux
remove the roux and set aside.
sauté mushrooms , celery
add garlic and onions and red bell pepper
and add roux
. stir in in 2 cups of
Veggie stock and 2 cups of whole milk
in a bowl whisk egg yolks
whisk in heavy cream
cayenne , lemon juice and
pour wine from steamers
add to pot
add steamers
bacon chicken and parsnips
on a low heat cook until the sauce has
thickened add a slurry of corn starch and water add tarragon and chives
or serve with a dollop of sour cream topped with chives and tarragon
to thicken soup more
if you desire such.
serve warm or hot
( Steamer soup can be jazzed-up with four tablespoons of crushed flaming hot cheetos crushed and sprinkled on top of hot soup)
gallic bread and a greek salad a fresh salad from Greece
traditionally made with tomatoes, cucumbers, red onion,
Kalamata olives, and a block of feta cheese
, dressed simply with olive oil, oregano, salt,
and sometimes vinegar or lemon juice
Albarino, or Cava wine or a sparling drink!
Enjoy!
Death By Murder:
Murky water left to drink
floating particles of death.
Erie presence leaves discontent.
As something wicked floats in it.
The bone chilling cold wind doth blow
off Lake Erie with flurry snow.
Late at night off cold dark shores
shadows of a floating barge.
Clouds of soot from steamers clogged
Pollutes the air with killer smog.
When something wicked this way flows
poverty on desperate corners pose.
Perverts prey on angry streets
Homeless children on which they creep.
Desperately at the mercy of,
as something wicked this way comes
Young ones get plucked,like sweet ripe plumbs
As something wicked this way comes
.
Contaminated, where no herbs could purge her
Strictly becomes death by murder.
Others with blood dripping from lips
Every scary thing flung and flipped
No caring soul feels to investigate
As vampires odors fumigate
There's no friend to even extend
a stick to beat the bush or defend
The evil deeds that ignorance brings
desecrates the graves of all good men
We make loud noises and pretend;
While something evil this way spins.
The screams are loud but know one heard her
Ignored are cries upon lake Erie's borders
Spores that spawn.. these deaths by murder.
The water lulls, soft, warm,
salt-sweet like dew on bronze skin.
In chains the boat at anchor rocks,
cradled in a summer sea.
Water accepts us, frail, human,
each rise of sultry sand beneath the waves
a blossom of delight. Suited to an
au natural moment; we wade.
Barely receiving permission to be
bare, our legs and arms wave and waver
beneath and through a languid sea.
Ten toes curl and prod seeking dinner.
The water in its abundance yields,
each mollusk's breath rises a stream of
silver bubbles exhaled marking their bed
leading the diners to their dinner fare.
First Publication at Eskimo Pie Summer 2013
I've had love affairs throughout my years
so many I can't count beyond the parting tears.
Not many in my youthful primal fears
but as I grew they did rise amidst my heart's cheers.
Not just chemistry or physical infatuation
they drifted in my dreams without hesitation;
each set my body afire in self cremation.
Double 007, my James Bond dreamers
drew out my breath in blinding steamers
where I hardly paused for slow heart beaters.
In reality, I blush, the truth be said
only one lover was ever taken to my bed
and in the arms of the intense embrace
I won the love afffair's best race.
Should now I catch the mirrors reflection
the face I see upon inspection
is yours standing next to me
the continued love affair at seventy three.
ON TENDING THE GREAT ANCESTRAL FIRES
Here lies the residue
Of an old fire
Long gone
Dry—Ashes
Left to the whelms
Of raindrops to dampen
Into a useless mush—
Or for the wind to blow
Aimlessly to nowhere;
Wet and immobile
Or blowing dry in the wind,
Useless are cold ashes.
Here, scattered among the warm ashes,
Lay hot remnants of a once great fire
Gone untended—abandoned as.
Often, tenders of great fires are released
From their duties by the thirst of death;
Others are just scared away.
Be whichever it may, great fires
Cocoon themselves in charcoal hued embers.
Charcoal hued embers—steamers of raindrops
And lovers of re-birthing winds of ignition.
Come chilled children;
Movements are like unsettled ashes
Of social interchange; revolution,
Like volcanic embers of transformation.
Come cocooned children;
Let us gather and stoke volcanic embers
That we may metamorphose in the presence
Of the Great Fire spirit of our ancestors—
Least we devolve into the staled mush of ashes.
Images of black and white
were placed close together
with colored photos
a deal for it's contrasting
effects.
The depth and urgency of
the themes
were starkly juxtaposed with
painted images
that fused art and photography.
Universal peace and universal anxieties
about love devotion and companionship
mirrored and echo'd the themes of
togetherness. Music theory describe
the relationships between
musical notes to create scayles and chords
it made the filming of the imaging more
interesting
several individuals were fascinated with the thought
of weaving there favorite songs into the favorites of others
( this all started over a conversation where; the usage of dehydrated Steamers and potatoes was a novel idea to make produuction scayle waffles)
to create a story of something that
never happened
but told a story of creativity: snippets and sampling sounds of older
songs to these images
caused us to write a script for a full length film.
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Appears courtsey of
Undermining Album Co.
a UpHistory Media and Film Production Co.
with Assocations with Croons and Cantor's
Beat By Yinsel
of Jive tone Music
and Phatt-Bottom Flims
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appears Courtsey of
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a New World Media Brand
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are sounds that express love
love is Music
and Music is for the World
We are The World Of Music!