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Staring in the mirror when I'm down with these scissors I found.
With my wrists out and prescription lids littered around.
I've scribbled out a bitter letter in wicked accounts and written down twisted sentences in crimson.
I drown in no bounds it got me tripping out grouchy for outlets.
Now my hound pulls at my trousers.
When I'm face down drowsy with a mouth full of downers.
I'm pale looking clownish.
I ain't clowning around, see my self esteem floundering.
Out for the count as hells demons seen prowling around me proudly twisting and dancing entrancing.
Slipping away fast last vision left glancing enhanced with a mixture of doubt.
Knowing there's no one to laugh with and be found here alone with a sinister frown.
I've got to get out.
Haunted in this mysterious house that time forgot.
A place where damp rises and shrouded in all types of moss and lichen, rotting with the slime from condensation.
A sodden formed Forrest where I'm under sedation.
A clock work decision I watch myself gazing transfixed on my mission across amazing mazes.
As dreams fade into sight I stay silently praying.
Embracing the night watching day light escaping.
Remain in this safe haven I'm taken away safely remaining unshaken, grey and unshaven, eight shades of my aura shadows the ravens.
The creature with talons and the beak of eagle seen clutching a talisman to defeat it's evil.
I see through people. Phycic and tight lipped.
Leaving hindsight to guide you through life is wisest.
Am I dying or buying my time in this crises like I'm finally deep in abyss.
Analysing my past thinking did I even exist.
Forever with bliss since I slipped away tearful
Surviving myself I won't ever be fearfully trapped in this labyrinth with Pan and he knows me ghostly he came close cosey and held me closely through apocalypse start dropping atom bombs not stopping Babylon.
God got him banished like exhiled angels deep into faranheit heat like my minds a scotch bonnet.
The child of the scorch trials in the maze at night.
Was made strict then was bitten by count
Dracula.
Come the blood sucker parasite cancerous spanning round my brain like the legs of a tarantula.
Tendrils gargantuan.
Attaching the canula straight from the ambulance.
Inserting the catheter.
Wired like capacitors.
Body kept alive with 240 volt adaptors.
Gush Potatoes
2 cups of sour cream
5 Tablespoons horseradish
1?2 cup of white cheddar
1 Cup of grated parmesan heavy cream
3 tablespoons of lemon juice
1 tablespoon of lemon zest
1 Tablespoon of red pepper flakes
1 teaspoon of of fish stock
4 cloves of minced garlic
4 green onions
1/2 cup of minced herbs
( thyme, rosemary,, parsley, dill,oregeno and tarragon)
2 grated hard boiled egg yolks
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mix smooth set aside
in a casserole dish add 10 cups of cooked white potatoes
cover with sace mix evenly
bake 350 degrees for 35 to 45 minutes
)---------GREENS ALLEGRO--------(
4 cups of drained cooked mustard greens
(recommended( GLORY)
2 cup of steamed bell pepper
red and yellow
2 cups of caramelized onions
3 tablespoons of minced garlic
1/2 cup of pumpkin seeds
1 cup of chopped smoked turkey meat mixed with
about 1/4 cup of cooked bacon
1/2 cup of crushed sundried tomatoes
in a wok add olive oil and sesame seed oil mix
add garlic and peppers and onions
stri fry and add pork
1 cup of chopped ham and cooked bacon and turkey meat
add mustard greens
stir fry
add tomatoes
and top with pumpkin seeds
serve with tart pickled onions
)-----------> Honey, rum, Brown sugar Carrots<--------------(
ATONAL
Steam 15 cleaned carrots until tender
in a casserole dish
add the carrots
1 cup of crumbled feta
3 Tablespoons of rum
5 Tablespoons of mango juice
3 Tablespoons of Pineapple juice
1 cup of golden raisins
1/4 cup of honey
2/3 cup of brown sugar
1/4 cup of lemon juice
1 teaspoon of cumin
1 teaspoon of cayenne
1 tablespoon of dried cilantro
1/2 cup of cooked ground lamb
1 cup of pistachios
add carrots
in a bowl
add spices and brown sugar
mix honey rum and friut juices in a sauce pan
bring to a simmer allow the alcohol
to boil away add lamb
pour over carrots
crumble feta
attop carrots
sprinkle nuts a-top
cover with foil and bake
at 350 for 25 to 30 minutes
Adagio Meat corner
slow cooked beef
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serve with roast lamb , roast pork, roasted beef, grilled shrimp and fish
Strawberries, kiwi, and with a vanilla bean cream pastry on a almond nut cookie tart for dessert
Paired with a Moscat de Asti
Egnehenots – of earth and stone
Chief elder – most wise upon the Salisbury Plain
an old man . . . loved deeply
revered father of the land
wakes before the sunrise
speaks with a clear wind voice
it is time . . . retniw ecitslos
The twelve bow . . . form together
three to a side
lift Otsego – clear water running
high in the air
in liturgical movements
move across the dark plain
whitlow grass . . . juniper shrubs . . . wild thyme . . .
sweeten the air
moss laden stones
soft upon leather-bound feet
Within the wind
haunting cries of the stone curlew
crested newts scramble for cover
the great bustard cuts the air with powerful wing beats
Ancient burial mounds appear
a sacred circle of life emergences
the procession stops . . . lowers
Egnehenots steps down, blesses the twelve
enters the holy inner circle alone
Laying his head against the mighty sarsens
begins to chant . . .
father of the blue stones
creator of the big sky light
upon these rocks I cling for your life
from sky, to earth let your love flow
On this holy day
your strength is once again revealed
wind and rain obey your commands
days, nights, seasons march to your song
how great and mighty is your power
Hear our cries upon the wind
absorb our tears upon the earth
our breath upon your mighty rocks
be now amongst your people
send forth the sun and rain
let the earth bring forth its riches
so that we may dance in your radiance
The sun breaks the horizon
Sending out shafts of lights
streaking across the sky
clouds turning purple then into shades of reds, oranges
a single ray of light strikes forth
straight as an arrow
illuminating the altar stone
connecting slaughter stone
and finally . . . the heel stone
Where
Where, an old man clings
A loud cheer explodes from the village
Food and wind flow – a celebration
A new year begins -
Rain clouds appear in the west
Egnehenots – of earth and stone
Love Generously
David Meade
12/8/2015
Did i a) release a co-written novel
----------------with a guy who promised his sister and created a book of own poetry
-------2) sat beside my son and heard him giggle
-------W)hat is going with his let hers and numb bears
-------X) look sideways see the chortled smile
-------A as in again) what is a bove and have you ever seen a lert
-------S)pent our moments slowly
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--------S)hould it be a shoop
---------No umber ember embers remember-
----------1) eventually every photograph contains a ghost
----------H)ow fast is an instant tan bus
----------T)he Mother and the mother
----------------------------------- dying in the same weak
------------D) id i use the wrong week
------------B) four-
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-------------T) he fourth forth in forth in this sentence
----------------------------------- -----------------is the scotish firth which is a river
---------------But the firth of fourth is real
---------------I)f i comment but don't mean it
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----------------R)oadrunners can fly
----------------O) nce heard a really old guy in
----------------------------------- -the kiss of Glasgow
-----------------R_eprimand some dope ladden chuckles
-----------------S)oon changed when asked through smile if they had
-----------------anymore
----------------If ifs could change their names what ifs would be galore
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(Revised with new homophone added in. Thanks for the catch, Becca!)
*Wants upon **uh thyme inn uh would, uh vary gneiss prints named Hairy
met inn the missed, hi awn the bow of uh tree- uh ferry named Tarry.
The ferry felt lo, fore he was week, and he was inn knead of sum meet.
He bald, “Whoa is me. Eye cant even stand hear awn my own too feat!
My pour hart is braking, and I’m inn pane. The last thyme that eye eight
was daze ago. Ewe sea, I’m inn uh hays and due naught feel sow grate.
Eye parish and long fore whine and ham. Even bettor wood bee lam!
Butt eye wood settle four uh peace of bred with sum suite bury jam!”
Prints Hairy new he had sum mince, sum Tick Tax that **whir inn the pear
of gnu read genes he war. He took them out and waived them inn the heir.
*“Lickerish to, eye halve write hear!” Prints Hairy tolled the ferry.
“Its naught much, butt pleas dew eat. Later awn, wheel dyne and make marry.”
Prints Hairy placed the ferry Tarry aun his pail ***wight hoarse.
Then aweigh the roil with the ferry hastened aun his homeward coarse.
Awl day long they road and road. ***Wen the ferry started to grown.
Suddenly, from the hoarse, both the man and ferry whir throne.
Hungrily they paste beneath the setting son and threw the knight.
They pressed awn until mourning. Hairy’s residents came inn cite!
Prints Hairy’s wife had supper ready, and she’d maid uh pi.
From udder happiness, the ferry thought that he mite dye!
She *heeded up they’re food four them. They both had groan sew pail!
She listened as the ferry Tarry tolled his tragic tail . . .
of how heed lost his weigh and, four food, had knot won crumb
until her deer spouse rescued hymn. At last, his prints had come!
Written April 10, 2015, using homophones from various lists.
Note: I did not use letters, for example, U for “you” ; they were not on the lists I found.
Neither was “hee” which I was going to use for “he.”
The main list used was The HOMOPHONES LIST of John F Troutman and Joy A Miller
* these are a few more homophones I found on Wikipedia’s list.
** these homophones appear on Homophones.com, perhaps the most comprehensive one.
*** These homophones, perhaps antiquated, are from Suber & Thorpe British English
speak it as it was to be
something for a world of
people to love and admire.
delicious and special.
she wanted something that was flavored naturally.
we determined that a sweet fruity flavor would
be best. because she was cooking chicken
and felt it was best to have as much chicken as vegetables
she decided to make it easier on herself by using
something large to marinate the birds in.
she was cooking twenty game hens, and wanted a mixture of flavor
to marinate the birds in.
she came up with this.
in a large roasting pan she added,
5 pounds of grapes (vines and leaves)
2 trouts (scaled and cleaned)
4 garlic bulbs (halved and unpeeled)
5 medium onions(quartered with peels)
10 lemons(squeeze the juice and and halved)
5 sprigs of rosemary
4 sprigs of thyme
2 gingerootz (chopped)
5 small chilis (halved)
1 cup of cilantro
roast for about one hour( to extract the pungent aromas)
you only want the juices that are extracted from the mixture
drain by using a colander, and a fine screen.
allow to cool.
in a blender add
2 cups of olive oil
1/4 cup of salt
2 green peppers
1 large red onion
2 small chilis (seeds removed)
2 cup of red wine
3 cups of lime juice
1 cup of light brown sugar
4 tablespoons of ground ginger
1/2 cup of white vinegar
7 cloves of garlic
mix smooth and add to the cool mixture
2 two five gallon buckets with lids
add the game hens and pour mixture to cover all the birds.
marinate overnight.
broil birds in the oven until done.
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1 and one half cups of lemon juice
1 cup of coconut milk
1 cup of grapefruit juice
4 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
1/2 cup of honey
8 tablespoons of crushed garlic
1 cup of minced shallots
1 cup of coconut flakes
1/4 cup of light brown sugar
6 tablespoons of rum
4 tablespoons of grounded cumin
1 and 1/4 cup of olive oil
1/4 cup of mint leaves
3 pounds of deveined shrimp
marinade.
in a large roasting pan, add 1 cup of butter
and a half cup of olive oil
sautee about
6 cups of chopped eggplants,
6 cups of diced (cooked potatoes)
1 cup of green onions
add shrimp (cook shrimp underdone!)
add marandae and thicken with cornstarch
Deer Colette,
Thank u four the sweater. Eye did knot no it wood cost that much. It was hire than eye thought. Eye love it! U or such a suite heart.
All sew, thank u four the pitchers u cent. Eye can knot bee leave how big you’re brother Johnny has groan. Pour Johnny, he used two wine a lot as a kid with his snotty knows, lol. Girl, eye steel remember how much Kim used two teas him, an that thyme he fell off his bike. Man, that brews was bad, but it heeled pretty fast.
Win he was younger he wanted two bee a male man, is that steel sew?
Buy the weigh, how or u? Eye mist seeing u four you’re birthday, sew eye am souper egg cited an looking four wood two hour family reunion this weak inn. Eye herd the whether will bee cold, sew eye no u or glad yall or flying this thyme. The plain is much quicker, eye like flying. Eye flu two Knew Orleans, Atlanta and Lost Vegas. Each thyme the whether was just write. The sky was blew with beautiful, wite puffy clouds.
Anyway, Uncle Gem, Ant Lisa an the kids or driving down two day. He tolled me it takes ate ours, but heel bee hear inn fore. He said he was filling week a few days ago, but knot anymore. He’s much better, sew that’s good two here.
Wee wheel meat them at the maul later. Eye do knot have thyme two waist. Can u bee leave inn a few daze it wheel bee Christmas? Eye knead two get sum shopping dun an out the weigh two day. The stows better have sum good sails, bee cause eye want two bye my gifts an rap them up quickly without any won seeing, witch wood bee impossible two dew bee cause nosey Lilly is coming with us.
Win u get hear, u gotta get inn that kitchen an cook. Yeah, eye steel remember u maid that apple pi. O, it was sew good. Eye took the biggest peace. Eye wood have eight the hole thing if it wasn’t for Johnny, lol.
Colette, eye was thinking, next year eye want two take a crews. Eye want two travel the whirl. Eye all wazes say it, but never due it. Eye scene a grate deel on this web sight. U no sum web sights lye, sew eye hope the price is what it says. Eye wood love four u two come with me. Let me no what u think.
Well cousin, its knight thyme inn eye have two get up early, have a safe flight. Aisle sea u soon.
Love u four ever,
Emily
Pablo Naranjo Golborne / Pablo Golborne / Pablo Naranjo Nordau Neruda
Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), This poet was alive during the World Wars One and
Two. In 1943, Neruda returned to Chile, and in 1945 he was elected senator of
the Republic, also joining the Communist Party of Chile. Due to his protests
against President González Videla's repressive policy against striking miners in
1947, he had to live underground in his own country for two years until he
managed to leave in 1949. After living in different European countries he returned
home in 1952. A great deal of what he published during that period bears the
stamp of his political activities; one example is Las Uvas y el Viento (1954),
which can be regarded as the diary of Neruda's exile. In Odas elementales
(1954- 1959) his message is expanded into a more extensive description of the
world, where the objects of the hymns - things, events and relations - are duly
presented in alphabetic form. There is a disclaimer on the SSS card that says
this is NOT for identification purposes please keep your card in a safe place and
signed. Conflicting thoughts the police back home always asked me for mine
when on the road they ran it like an ID the numbers was instant on the radio. The
Students at this University take the Cat Card and swipe the strip into the slotted
door it makes it seem to me just like the Mark of the beast has come perhaps
early to some. Charles Robert Hice 429-04-1680. Deceased on May 13, 2004.
Alive and living for the return of Heaven door. Jesus oph please come back
before they institute the Mark on mee. To the purists of the poets no apology of
me this is a fabel not a poem not a rhyme intended but a short short story just to
past the thyme. My State Id Card has a PICTURE of me but no number at least
not the Dreaded Social Security Number and it does have the DOB but not
needed until called upon to produce it. Not yet on head forehand or forehead
or hand Most people will be proud to salute a nonexistent leader at the door to
every supermarket in the world the name and number of the beast becomes the
god.
she asked for a great thyme
a day for festvel and enjoyment
a day to marvel in the creativity
of love
and day for people to come together and celebrate the need
to love
she made beautiful drinks of
cucumber jucies and apple jucies
with strawberry jucies and kiwi jucies.
she favored a suttle flavor a mild wild
but tamed flavor
for a meat offering
so she flavored a pork roast with
rosemary, garlic, onions, yogurt, thyme
and the gameyness and wildness of a goat.
she created pocket with in the roast
to hold the flavor of the pork.
this was roasted for twelve hours to create a moist wild
smokey flavor
that which with sauce would be admired
and loved.
her pies were to be of mixture
never allowing a single flavor
to out speak a double flavored mixture.
she combined butternut squash and sweet potato,
with cream, and goats milk and butter sugar and honey
cloves and cinnamon and a little sugar and
vanilla and almond extracts
to create a flavor which those who loved
togetherness could speak to and speak about in past tense.
apples and figs were liquered to
develop a flavor then to roasted and
suagered and sprinkled with cinnamon to
make pies
that the lovers of the world would wish for.
the doughs were sweetened and
fattened by sugar and shortening.
some where cooked as pies and turnovers.
sweet prefections to admire and adore.
the beef's were slowed roasted
to collect the savory juices
that were to be gravy for yucca roots and potatoes
a rich saucey gravy that was stout and bold, beefy
and brash.
rich with the goodness of
rosemary and thyme
garlic and onions, some graveys were
extended with richness
by horseradish
and some were the drippings of chicken and turkey and even the precious gameyness of the lamb.
oh the lamb, which rosemary's' thyme and bay leaves garlic and onions and ginger were sauced with
wines for flavoring and
and were cooked as pies and turnovers.
it she gitt she dew whoop
greasy clappin sweet
shine
kissing in moonlight nights
lovers whisketyed
sleepy
wake up and grind that
dinkie dew
what i'm gonna say to you
in the morning?
An ambitious druid set out to recover an omnipotent ancient fluid
She was a kind witch with a wee twitch about to discover a glitch
Laboured with great force to go back to the Source and in due course
She tabled a motion to produce a lotion or potion for better emotion
Applied for a grant to enchant with the Council of Fairy Queen Dreams
Because she was sicken and poverty stricken and needed support to comfort
Required assistance to overcome resistance to cast a spell and quell the cartel
Of warring factions that had gained traction shouting war score and gore
‘Let me make some agent at the sorcerers’ pageant and tame insane pain
That derives from seeds of greed and loony fixation on vicious vexation’
She ground fresh chamomile with a smile for healing dope in good hope
Crushed tea tree leaves and stinging nettle petals for release of peace
As foundation for libation she added more tricks to the mix and stirred fur
And holly berries infused and enthused cherries and compassion with passion
To fuel the tasty gruel she injected thyme and some lime and peat for a treat
Boiled the kettle full mettle with wood from the beach and threw in a peach
She sat on a willow pillow and offered for free her meal for people to heal
No taker they thought she’ a faker so for their concern she added some fern
And to convince she put a handful of quince and cold marigold into the fold
Yet when she accepted that people were too infected and simply objected
To spreading good will with delicious food skill she exclaimed 'what a shame’
Feasted on spruce juice and a tooth and went into space to start a new race
Starting from zero she became a hero and hailed a rage with heavenly sage
They built her a shrine with galaxy wine and accepted what earthlings rejected
The moral of the tale is when all else fails you find an innovative place to grind
Change perspective and position and decide to complete your fine mission
Where you can feed other’s need without angry fear of what is so dear
16th October 2019