Long Tasters Poems
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in mind's field thought's seed
words sprout there from
knowledge's manure
trunk's concept's sum
subject's tree
branches are its lines
whole beauty's the wisdom
leaves design with aligns
poet's a gardener
poetry's a fruit
readers are tasters
lovers always give salute
Note: Inspired from Jan Allison
By a gently flowing creek -
I saw a swallowtail flutter
About my head, as though meek -
And land softer than a feather.
He was large enough, I swear -
To sit in all of my hand.
He did not mind that I was there
Or that I was entranced.
Soon, a second butterfly
Distracted him by swooping down -
His mate, I surmised.
How fiercely they swirled around!
Then breaking up, they moored
To sup water from the red rock
Like two tasters of one accord
Complimenting the good stock.
They bathed in the glorious sun -
Posing candidly in a beam -
As if to show their dalliance
Off for the wide world to see
Then came a convenient wind;
The two undocked at bay -
And taking quick advantage -
They sailed playfully away.
Mawmaw's icebox fruitcake sliced
Expose those colorful candied fruits
coarsely diced and smell so very nice
Sweetened condensed milk doesn't dilute
Chopped pecans and raisins~tasters recruit
How about you?
Recipe:
I box Graham Crackers crushed
Add three cups chopped dried candied fruits(different colors)
Add 3/4 cup raisins
Add 1 1/2 cups of chopped nuts your choice
One cup of miniture Marshallows
1 can of sweetened condensed milk poured over all
Stir until all is moist..If not quite enough add either
Marachino Cherry liquid or sweet milk
It needs to be a little sticky
Keep the Graham Cracker box and cut the top wide part on three sides
to make a flap, line the box with wax paper
Press the mixture into the box and seal up with cling wrap
Keep refrigerated until ready to serve..
This is a very good fruit cake, moist and very rich
A very small slice is all needed with some milk or coffee
When
SYMPOSIA
Organizing three days' symposia,
focusing Tea-Manufacturing Trade.
Tea considered as a drink of first grade
to be served in the cafeteria.
First day scheduled for the Tea-Traders
Tea-Manufacturers booked for next day.
On third day Research Scholars will display.
Every day to enjoy by Tea-Tasters.
To you ‘Taste Tea’ invitation to send.
Green Tea, Milk Tea, Raw Tea or Lemon Tea
Black Tea, Ginger Tea you will sip in spree.
Every day you will be present, my friend.
08/28/18
'SYMPOSIA' contest by Julia Ward
The Gift That I Give You
** True love is the gift of freedom to live,
it’s never possessive or oppressive. **
My gift to you is a bottomless jar
That I'll top up every day with love hearts
Hearts made from sugar candy just for you
Each one comes with a tweet, loving and sweet.
There’s assortment of colour and flavour
Put one to your lips, feel the sherbet fizz
All yours, Kiss me, Date me, Love me, The one
These are a few tasters, others to come.
Poetic lines from your own troubadour
For your eyes only, read the words slowly
Treasure each message that kisses your heart
I'll love you till the day we're torn apart.
Though we pass from here to eternity
I pray that our last days are faraway
When we're in heaven eventually
Our love will shine brightly eternally.
27th June 2021
** Quote poets own. **
With Careful Spoons
Your perfume essence speaks of lazy afternoons under sage trees.
You kissed my bent neck with a pointed snake of sweet saliva eyes.
Now we are twisting inside my slow tilted bedroom with creep shoes.
Your gray short skirt shows slender legs flashing firm nylon divots.
Panties white and tight beckon my touch amidst the soft furniture.
Lips gesticulating now with puckered tentacles made of sugared spit.
Taloned fingers with pink polished probings find the noble charge.
Music-playing minestrone tasters come to dance with careful spoons.
Why have you lead me into this frothing dream web of lilac spume?
We kiss now with mind-rushing lip lashings glued to the secret night.
We delve now with our bending statuary into the new morning light.
I will be a princess when I grow up. The five year old announces.
Others are going to be Batman and The Incredible Hulk so this makes sense.
One boy will be a peacock
He announces proudly with confidence
No one laughs or questions these pronouncements
Especially not Sam who will be a fire truck.
I nod my head and smile
Accepting all answers
Glad they are participating
Chuck A. will be a ballerina
He passes the talking stick to Amy, the pretty girl next to him
Amy will also be a ballerina and a cookie taster
There are three more cookie tasters in a row after Amy.
I will be The Kansas City Chiefs Tony says.
Someone laughs.
I remind the children to be respectful and kind.
The laughter stops instantly.
Kindergarten. All possibilities accepted.
Imaginations alive and well. I love sitting among these
Darlings who will be less accepting and less kind next year.
A child drops the talking stick. Everyone scrambles to help him retrieve it.
Kindergarten. A magic slice of time with magical beings.
THE PROMISE...
Been said and is always true;
the truth knocked down
and crushed to the ground
will always rise again and again:
so must we---now.
No longer in these times that try
our souls, can we be
like hewed portions of humanity
laying along a mildewy path of progress.
Get up Brotha! Get up Sistha!
It's today---not tomorrow
that awaits our rising...
We are but mere tasters of the milk and honey;
let us not forget the pursuit of the source.
It's not for us to yet seat ourselves at the banquet table;
but to labor on---struggling and preparing the feast table
for generations who are yet to come to fullness of the promise:
The moving cloud---having moved---continues beyond
the mountain top---to hover above the fertile valley below;
and we are destined to receive that which He's promised to bestow.
The Birds And The Bees
Honey tasters and givers
Immaculate creatures that natures delivered
Beautiful colours these gifted with wings
Insects so small, some with a sting
Ringed or hooped to their body shaped
Dancing on the breeze, hovering above buttercups
Singing and humming their chorister songs
Above and surround are these gems on the breeze
Nocturnal are some to our eyesight they please
Dawn till dusk they patrol through their trees
They have been here for many a year
Hopefully they'll stay and no longer fear
Ever hopeful that man in his decency will adhere
Buddies we can become and grow into tomorrow
Eternally natures beings who will no longer sorrow
Everlasting memories for generations to follow
Someday to new worlds on the spaceship Apollo
Here's a more detailed approach
you don't need to be advised or coached
our behaviours
the love language we use
us together is a lovely mood
actively listening
trying to understand
showing concern
just holding hands
a kiss as a reference
understanding her needs
knowing her preference
the act of pursuing
with the intention of affection
being consistent in each
and every direction
nonbelligerency
48 minutes is
2880 seconds
Cryostat to
materials science,
plasma physics,
and reactor design
Terms that describe
Fusion decency
they had argued over the taste of sweetbreads
with her not willing to taste it
.So he said his wife had a different story.
He made mention of both price and referenced it to
the taste of chicken: she'd bite!
"She said I thought the waiters name was
Thymus!" " he said, who is Thymus?"Dolce Bap;
the high level of anticipation, show stopping caliber
The taste of Thymus"