Long Truffle Poems
Long Truffle Poems. Below are the most popular long Truffle by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Truffle poems by poem length and keyword.
We had a debate where the candidate
Was supposed to communicate
The direction in which the united state
Yes, state how we can become back united
Yet however, more lies than truth were cited
Remove the blindfold so you can see
All that is hidden under the oval tree
There were lies told with little truth to unfold
Low and behold, they both awkward and old
But how can we relate
When the great grandfathers are not so great
Trying to tear each other down when both have flaws
Yes we definitely need changes, time to change these laws
Will an age limit make a difference in the performance, I guess
But right now we are dealing with one big, hot mess
The country is doomed, or so I assume
But what are we to do when our only choices are these two
It’s like the blind leading the blind
When the ages combined together is one hundred fifty nine
Oh what a truffle, this country we ruffle
Sounded like an old bickering married couple
Doesn't say a lot if this all we got
It’s like we have to decide who we gon marry
Cause on their back, this country they carry
Because when we vote, we are saying, “I do”
Meaning, you do believe in your choice
Yet by not voting, are you silencing your voice?
Dear God,
We have a problem!
cocooned in solitude
isolated from the world
disconnected disjointed
yet content with my lot
i wasn't looking
but i found you
or was it you who found me
proverbial needle in the haystack
as suddenly life glows
with color and new meaning
just when i think
i stand at journey's end
you have a way to open wide your heart
like a brand new box of truffle chocolate
the kind i want to savor slowly
to make last forever and a day
so out i reach and touch you
if only with my voice
your every whisper exuding
warm embrace and soft caress
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2022
Oh love defined
Might this troubled world to
See
In blissfulness
You and me
Wicked who oppose
Shall be redeemed
To speak us as one
Ah love redeemed
Sought the frails
Must They trouble
To find
I have a love
So sweet and kind
Oh mercy we
Might We to bare
Us redeemed
A concuss bare
Sweet the love
We pledge to share
To consimate
A humbled care
To procreate
And truffle not
We as one
And those begotten
they may not laugh
If they take my hand
We as one
Before a world to stand
Lovers cow
To be as one
Our new days
Have just begun
Whereas we
In joyful bliss
To stand as one
The pride in bliss
Happy we
As love unfolds
To stake our claims
And defined our goals
A banner of
Christ we bare
In joyful love
The mentions share
To be as one
To welcome in
Biides and grooms
Toast our new kin
The Play:The Crucible
with Music by:Mastro Astéri Tis Dimofilís Mousikís
and the Thematic Orchestra
Front of House
--------------------
performance, and logistical jargon
from the performer's perspective
repeating a phrase to fill time
Essential stage musician
Upstaged backstage
they sang the new song
then the original cast of singers
looked to them with a sadness
that was visible and bowed to
their successors without a fuss
or argument
When the curtain opened
they had been prepared to
entertain flabbergasted
the delay in the starting of the show
had the audience worried
but when the show began everyone was
flabbergasted
Black Garlic and White Truffle Sauce
"Aint Gonna Waste My Time (loving You)
written by: Diggle Dame Domoss and Tangle Tanner Tissle
of "Do Rite Music Company"
A Media One Music Affliate
A headline in the red tops,
Tabloid front pages as well,
A story the media vied
To be the first to tell.
A Revolution in medicine,
Really something very big,
The first time a human
Received the heart of a pig.
A little genetic engineering
Was all they would need
And so with care they bred
A pig of a suitable breed.
They took time and effort
So that they could prepare
For a successful procedure
And after surgery care.
He got a new life
His dreams came true
Once again he was able
To do things he used to do.
Only one slight problem,
In trees he would start to snuffle,
And, going down on all fours
He’d start to hunt for truffle.
People reveal the contents of their hearts.
Drip by painful drip.
It takes courage to tell the world what ails them.
What hurt them-stomped them down.
How they are in the process of healing.
Climbing back up that brutal mountain, called self-doubt.
Frayed hope-sliding back down -getting back on route.
A million questions slung in the face.
What is God anyway? Who are the demons?
What are all these strange forces in between?
Major decisions to be made, crossroads, if you will.
Which cells to nurture-which ones to kill.
Life is their brushfire; they must sprint straight into it.
Dodge around it and they'll slip over the edge.
So, while they drip vulnerable things from their heart into the cold world.
Some keyboard troll kneads the hurt into their plaything.
A flaccid attempt at humor, or to make themselves feel supreme?
All at the sufferer's expense.
These trolls are nothing but keyboard pigs.
Rooting for another truffle of their endless cowardice.
Affirmation of there desire
to be together
where what moment
causes others to demysterfy
such togetherness
evidence of a wedding plan
a detailed relationship
us together
through everything
nevermind the weather
catch a glance and mingle
the orange groves of Naples
where the warmth of
a wintery sky
might inspire other
to love and chore
to Love.
Olive oil fused with orange oil
and Garlic oil
A brine for a duck cooked in duck fat
4 jalapeno peppers unseeded diced
cumin
paprika
5 tablespoons of minced ginger
2 cups of brown sugar
1/4 cup salt
1 garlic bulb halved
cumin
paprika
milk
wine
bourbon
onions
chopped fennal bulb
marinafe all night
pan fry duck in duck fat
until golden brown
remove grease from duck, in aa bowl add
2 sticks of butter
1/2 cup of truffle oil
in a bowl season flour
with bread crumbs
cayenne pepper salt
paprika
garlic powder
onion powder
ginger powder
1/3 cup of parmesan cheese
dip duck in butter mix
dust the dusk in flour mix
add to baking pan
and bake duck braising with duck fat and butter and oil
crisp potato's in the fat
they meat glued some duck breast and slow cooked the meat
and sliced it on a pro slicer to they stuffed zucchini
with ham swiss cheese and thinly shaved duck breast.
2 pounds of ground beef (cooked)
1 cup of sun dried tomatos
2 cups of chopped onion
4 cups of diced potatoes(cooked)
1 cup of chopped spinach
1/4 cup roasted garlic
4 tablespoons of fresh rosemary leaves
1 cups of paresean cheese
1 feta cheese
1/3 white wine
4 tablespoons of balsamic vinegar
1/2 raspberry puree
3 tablespoons of worshire sauce
1 cup of green peppers
2 cups of minced mushrooms
1 pound of italain sausage (cooked-casings removed
3 cups of beshamel sauce
pie pastry ( enough to line a dutch oven, and have enough left for a pie topping) mix it all up and put crust in the pot, fill it with the meats, and make a pretty topping for the pie, bake until crust is done.
serve with a creamy, butter and truffle sauce!
***Crazy Menagerie***
I definitely bit off more than I could chew,
when I came a-running to my friend's rescue
He said it was no big deal, a real snooze actually
to just please, please look after his cutie menagerie
He said everything was pretty much self-explanatory
just feel at home, and relax...he sure was being sneaky!
I thought the word "menagerie" was just an exaggeration,
but goodness me, I almost fainted when I was greeted by a python!
He just lay there by the foyer, quite snug as a bug on the rug
So I carefully stepped over it, and planned to make tea for my mug
I headed to the kitchen, when I heard something go squeak! squeak!
What was that? I wondered, then I let out a bloodcurdling shriek!
It flew right over my head, yikes, another one got me all panicky
My eyes bugged out as I realized that he had a couple of paniki*!!
I went rushing out the kitchen and ran straight into an aquarium
No cool fishies here, just mousies out of equilibrium
They were jumping up and down now, trying to escape
when I heard a suspicious grunt, it sounded like an ape!!
I was so scared to search for it, but curiosity won out
So I opened doors and cabinets, when I ran smack into a snout!
Ewwwww, I just realized that I just kissed an ugly pig!
I then remembered he kept one to go on truffle digs!
He said he had a cat though? Where were the common pets?
Ah, there it is; here, kitty, kitty, when I saw it was a ferret!
It was doing this weird dance, it hopped then bumped into me
I wigged out, then stepped right on the tail of that poor kitty!!
It lunged at me and I fell back onto aquarium glass
of course it had to teeter totter and I was too late, alas!!
It just hit the marble floor, then I heard that sickening crash
Mousies all over me!!! Shook my head till I got whiplash
The cat was now scratching me, I was screaming 'till my throat was sore,
This was a total nightmare, that snake was blocking that damn door!!
My eyes were like leaking faucets, I had thick tears, I didn't know?
When I wiped off my cheeks, I found out it was icky guano!!
Boohoo, sniffle, snuffle--am I never getting out of here?!?
Dang Chris says he'll be back in a week, will just drown myself in beer.
* paniki=bats
** for Sharon's Pet-sit Panics contest
With skilled search plans, maps and watchful scanning eyes,
The packs of hunters and dogs head off into the pine trees,
Scouring the land carefully, as the dogs yelp their cries.
Digging out strange white-brown and black lumps, while on their knees.
Pushing the dogs away as the hunters from the earth they prise.
Beneath the earth, lies this wondrous precious culinary surprise,
A delicacy much cherished, that's more priceless than gold.
Its truffles they're after, lying low in the pine roots there is the prize,
Dogs have been trained to help in the hunt since the days of old.
To sniff about under the trees, for any tell-tale scents that arise.
The truffle unearthed is a strange amorphous, dirty ball.
Belying its splendid aroma and tantalizing taste.
A pile of soil-like lumps pulled from the stumps is the haul.
A harvest, which could so easily be thrown away in haste,
Is this rare delicacy, so much treasured by chefs one and all.
In fancy kitchens everywhere, the magic becomes clear.
From pasta to risotto, sauces and sprinkles, truffles infuse delight,
With masterful hands, the lovely delicate flavors appear
And make every bite a symphony, a culinary trip, a joy-flight.
Savoring the earthy flavor and aroma beloved so dear.