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Premium Member Baby Axel

Just one look
Charm casts a spell
Mesmerising


Just one glance
Eyes closed you look
Wonder delights


Just one touch
Our tofu hearts
Droop and crumble


Just one stare
A love affair
Floods the air


Just one glow
Fond feelings flow
Mini one-man show


Just one scream
Watch panic raid
Urgent demands


Just one sweet coo
Tofu hearts smile
Feelings feel good


Just one murmur
Delight now shudders
Lovely eyes speak


Just one you
Makes all things right
Till trauma screams


Just one show
We seem to know
How love flows


Just one glimpse
Cuddle sweet dreams
Happy baby pouts


Just one Axel
Baby whimpers
Sleepy squeal floats




Leon Enriquez
17 March 2018
Singapore


Premium Member Battle of the Bulge

I made my periodic visit to the medico the other day.
Said he, "Hop on the scale, I want to see how much you weigh!"
He didn't say a word, but I knew from the look in his eyes,
That I'd better opt out of eating cookies, cakes and pies!

Water cress, cottage cheese and tofu I really do abhor.
They just don't satisfy my cravings and leave me wanting more.
When meat and taters and fancy desserts are on the board,
For me, those are delicacies that just cannot be ignored!

I reckon I've tried every diet that is the latest fad.
My spouse tires of altering my pants to ensure I'm properly clad.
When that tire inflates and begins lopping over my belt,
Its time to diet again, slim down, and look a bit more svelte!

My spouse has decreed we're going on another exotic cruise.
What's a feller to do with all that grub from which to choose?
Bouillabaise Marsellaise, Beef Wellington, Lobster Thermidor;
That doesn't even include desserts, which I simply can't ignore!

I exercise, count the calories, but its tough to shed those pounds.
Will-power I lack when such delectable food abounds.
Lord, my supplication is to help me exercise more fortitude,
That my craving for all that fare will be of lesser magnitude!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 10 Things To Eat Instead of Red Meat

Is your go-to lunch roast beef sandwich?
Tomorrow you might want turkey instead
Here is why
In gen. red meat- such as roast beef

Not as healthy as other kinds of protein
Tends to have more cholesterol
Often has more saturated fat
Both things are bad for your heart

Eating too much red meat
May linked to colon cancer
This does not mean
You should never eat beef or other red meats

Just go easy on them
Tasty Swaps
With
Tacos

Try
Fish or chicken
With hamburgers
Try Veggie burgers

With Stir-fry
Try Fried tofu
With lasagna
Try Eggplant slices

With salad
Try tuna or broiled egg
With Breakfast
Try turkey or soy links

With Casserole
Try lentils and rice
With Chili
Try beans (canned or dried)

With Dinner entrée
Try Roast turkey (baked or broiled)
With sandwiches and wraps
Try grilled chicken or hummus

4142013
Form: List

Premium Member Quilty Now Go Run Tell That

Now run and go tell that
you stand before me 
you lie about your lies
you are what you be
as I walk this line
you're quilty now go run and tell that
Now run and go tell that
you steal and cheat
you eat tofu meat
you run stop signs
drink up the Kool-Aid brine
you're quilty now go run and tell that
Now run and go tell that

you lay before me
you sleep on clouds
slumbered not awaken
as I walk this line
you're quilty now go run and tell that
you are the convict
you guilty of crimes
you have not commit
you lie about your lies
you are what you be
as I walk this line
you're quilty now go run and tell that
Now run and go tell that 


2/5/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.

The Night Market

If you wait until the sun goes down,
a thousand suns will rise.
Artificial, bright, igniting
tangled clouds in smoggy skies,
and flooding dingy streets
with fluorescent streams of light
that carry waves of people,
cresting, crashing, clashing 
across mismatched sidewalks.
They speak in foreign tongues
that lick like wild flames
and burn with glowing strangeness
as cockroaches skulk and scurry
beneath makeshift stands
where pairs of busy hands
prepare the strangest foods,
from skewered squid and snakes
to crepes and pineapple cakes,
cubes of deep-fried tofu
and the freshest dragon fruit.
Watch them badger, hear them barter
over onyx rings and jade bangles
beside rose quartz beads that dangle
from scratched display cases.
The market throbs with energy,
a living entity that swallows me.
And when I think I've lost myself,
I focus on that giddy sound,
the universal language
that transcends all others.
They laugh, and I smile.

*Based on a night market I visited in Taiwan last year


Tofurkey- Holiday Shenanigans

After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard some tapes on what it took
From veggies steamed to veggies raw
From beans of green to yellow squash

As my nightly dreams were all filled with meat
I pushed back hard with collard greens
But still had no clue of what to do
With a turkey substitute 

And that is when a friend came in
Who Tofu's the line at turkey time
So I read more books and heard more tapes
On Tofu fried, boiled, broiled, and baked

Opening up my kitchen to fine cuisine 
Minus the best part...that being meat
As I promised myself I can make this work
My Tofurkey  would be the finest in edible art

I had bought  my Tofu by the pound
Lucky for me it is pliable
As I stretched and pulled and pulled and stretched 
Until I had something that looked like a head

With my artistic abilities seriously in doubt 
I'm pretty sure what I conjured was the head of a cow 
So I pulled and stretched and stretched and pulled 
No ones going to call me an abstract fool

As I bring to boil the "Rodin" juices in me
And baste at my skills repeatedly
Where I come up with a turkey, giblets and all
And just for good measure I gobble a turkey call

Of course cooking the thing is another road and
I sadly lost Tofurkey 1, 2, and 3 in the explosion
When 4 hit the score I invited my friends
Whose friendship with them will take time to mend

Just because a turkey looks like a turkey, don't mean that it is
I'm now learning all this while I clean up the mess
As forks went to the mouths at the very same time
So did the retching along with the crying 

But in a month they'll forget this entire sordid ordeal
When they get the invites for my Christmas holiday meal
With my time in the books and tapes I will spend
Looking forward to  Christmas and a delicious soy bean ham


*This is a repost of a repost I once posted... all in good fun!

Tofurkey

After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard some tapes on what it took
From veggies steamed to veggies raw
From beans of green to yellow squash

As my nightly dreams were all filled with meat
I pushed back hard with collard greens
But still had no clue of what to do
With a turkey substitute 

And that is when a friend came in
Who Tofu's the line at turkey time
So I read more books and heard more tapes
On Tofu fried, boiled, broiled, and baked

Opening up my kitchen to fine cuisine 
Minus the best part...that being meat
As I promised myself I can make this work
My Tofurkey  would be the finest in edible art

I had bought  my Tofu by the pound
Lucky for me it is pliable
As I stretched and pulled and pulled and stretched 
Until I had something that looked like a head

With my artistic abilities seriously in doubt 
I'm pretty sure what I conjured was the head of a cow 
So I pulled and stretched and stretched and pulled 
No ones going to call me an abstract fool

As I bring to boil the "Rodin" juices in me
And baste at my skills repeatedly
Where I come up with a turkey, giblets and all
And just for good measure I gobble a turkey call

Of course cooking the thing is another road and
I sadly lost Tofurkey 1, 2, and 3 in the explosion
When 4 hit the score I invited my friends
Whose friendship with them will take time to mend

Just because a turkey looks like a turkey, don't mean that it is
I'm now learning all this while I clean up the mess
As forks went to the mouths at the very same time
So did the retching along with the crying 

But in a month they'll forget this entire sordid ordeal
When they get the invites for my Christmas holiday meal
With my time in the books and tapes I will spend
Looking forward to  Christmas and a delicious soy bean ham

Tofurkey

After all these many carnivore years
You can call it guilt or you can call it fear
I've made up my mind to decide
I'm going vegan this November time

So I broke down hard and read some books
Heard some tapes on what it took
From veggies steamed to veggies raw
From beans of green to yellow squash

As my nightly dreams were all filled with meat
I pushed back hard with collard greens
But still had no clue of what to do
With a turkey substitute 

And that is when a friend came in
Who Tofu's the line at turkey time
So I read more books and heard more tapes
On Tofu fried, boiled, broiled, and baked

Opening up my kitchen to fine cuisine 
Minus the best part...that being meat
As I promised myself I can make this work
My Tofurkey  would be the finest in edible art

I had bought  my Tofu by the pound
Lucky for me it is pliable
As I stretched and pulled and pulled and stretched 
Until I had something that looked like a head

With my artistic abilities seriously in doubt 
I'm pretty sure what I conjured was the head of a cow 
So I pulled and stretched and stretched and pulled 
No ones going to call me an abstract fool

As I bring to boil the "Rodin" juices in me
And baste at my skills repeatedly
Where I come up with a turkey, giblets and all
And just for good measure I gobble a turkey call

Of course cooking the thing is another road and
I sadly lost Tofurkey 1, 2, and 3 in the explosion
When 4 hit the score I invited my friends
Whose friendship with them will take time to mend

Just because a turkey looks like a turkey, don't mean that it is
I'm now learning all this while I clean up the mess
As forks went to the mouths at the very same time
So did the retching along with the crying 

But in a month they'll forget this entire sordid ordeal
When they get the invites for my Christmas holiday meal
With my time in the books and tapes I will spend
Looking forward to  Christmas and a delicious soy bean ham
Form: Rhyme

National Pizza Day

Today’s the day to celebrate
A food that few dislike or hate
For pizza’s found most everywhere;
A town without it would be rare.

From big round pies served by the slice
To square Sicilians, all entice,
No matter if they’re topped with cheese
Or have more fancy pedigrees

‘Cause toppings vary; where you eat it
May decide what tops complete it – 
Pepperoni, veggies, ham,
Pineapple or shrimp or clam

Sausage, meatballs, spinach, ‘shrooms,
Even tofu, one assumes.
Sprinkle with oregano
Or pepper flakes; you’re good to go.

We should all indulge today
So if you’re home or you’re away,
Go find yourself a sizzling slice
Of gastronomic paradise!
Form: Rhyme

Golden Grain In Goa

While the waves lash the shores and splash in soft music

The dishes we serve here in this Golden Grain restaurant

Emanate aroma into the nostrils a pungent sweet exclusive

Have you visited this earlier too or how are you insouciant 



A sip of sweetly sour sea food clear soup with tofu in your mouth

While on your hair the wind from the Arabian Sea plays its tickles

As you change your seat for the cool wind coming from the south

Our gracious waiters serve you mouth watering sea food pickles



Tasting the cheesy tuna salad as you share your moments with sea

The boundless sky above invites you to look at its cracked blue art

We are mystified if we will have the listen and sight or have the glee

 In Sorpotel with rice, the Goan cuisine we must take to fill our heart


Made of pork in spices coconut vinegar and green chillies

Sorpotel is the essence of Christian gastronomy of  Goa

The pungent and little salty flavor will without doubt ease

Your fatigue and more so if you take chunks of chilly soya



To which delight you will employ your perception is

A challenge as your eyes are amazed at the sight of 

Seagulls in front of the restaurant leaving the breeze

Have become scavengers in their wing-spread hops



There is the all time favourite basil leaf spread lovely

Pizza dough of Phoenix with a crisp but chewy crust

Made by our chef himself who learned his art at Italy

Sweet salty pizza margheritta of ours take you must 


Bebinca you all have to take in its full seven saffron layers

Get the personification of Goan spirit in this unique dessert

While listening to and looking at the splashy music players

Nonetheless your taste buds seek the sweet food for a flirt


Golden Grain is a golden moment in the golden sea beach

Do step in and taste the food with waves within your reach

_____________________________________________________ 
 
9/9/2016
For My imaginary restaurant - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Form: Rhyme

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