Moussaka Poems - Poems about Moussaka

... I'm making my way to Bulgaria I hear their moussaka is ambrosial I've tasted the Greek moussaka the one that's made with eggplant I hear that fancy Djanny Restaurant of Sunny Beach is Bulg......

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...MY 62ND BIRTHDAY It’s my birthday and I’m in my 62nd year I’ve shared the laughter and the tears I love birthdays and there’s been a lot I love all the cake so far that I have got I did some ove......

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...Soul Dancer Yes, you are my soul dancer My moonlight prancer, My forever rippling brook, Whose heart you quietly took! I feel you in my arms right now With me..kissing your Greek brow. Rig......

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... Insipid, tasteless, no excuse, a texture somewhat like a sponge. I see it served in ways gourmet, but they’re not fooling anyone. My father had a fancy boat, so elsewhere, we were so......

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...Let’s begin with A strong fresh Brewed Greek coffee The aroma alone, Will wake up Your senses, Allow you to Let go, to keep An open mind to delight And excite You, relax your taste buds......

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...My mom had a dish she called leftover soup; I think it arose from World War Number Two, When nothing was wasted, when all was recouped. Sometimes it was creamy, sometimes like a stew. And all t......

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...The old decrepit cemetery sits abandoned in the courtyard Whistling tumbleweeds roll, moaning and groaning out of perimeter Its an eternal hell hole for jackals, sorcerers, witches and......

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...We came walking blind bends at dusk, An overhanging fig picked fresh. No pavements, just a nervous trust that drivers would skirt our single line. Hugging the roadside with torches lit, Pho......

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...The Avenue of Gastronomic Delight Down the broad avenue called Gastronomic Delight City life gathers when twilight awakens; In eateries, drive-ins, greasy spoons and taverns – jumpin’ joints j......

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...windswept windsurfing wallabies warbling whales wailing................................................................................ A pink fish travelling with a tea towel is neither in a rush......

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...We begin at the beginning: a clove of garlic, too hard-headed for its own good, combined with two large onions, their first denuding revealing fallow gold: the second layer, a pale green puberty, ......

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...I am a gleaming aubergine in an oval dish My purple skin is polished Like BBC English. I await my fate for I am ripe My seeds fulfil my wish Soon,soon the knife will cut me up As corn in fie......

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... I am certainly proud of my Greek heritage. My way of life is something nobody can disparage. For lunch, instead of simple sandwiches made with white bread, mama packed me things like moussak......

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... Original version: Phone for the fish knives, Norman As cook is a little unnerved; You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes And I must have things daintily served. Are the requisites all i......

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...I've traveled from the farm in Indiana, the place of my humble birth, To places I never dreamed of seeing all around this earth! On ships, trains and airplanes visiting fascinating ports of call, ......

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