In the folly of the posh
They would say golly gosh
Or probably just josh
About the white wash
Come out with some tosh
An off their trolley volley
As on the poor they nosh
Already under their cloche
But still they just kibosh
Plunder as migrants squash
Cast asunder by their cosh
AI blunder we cannot quash
Thunder of the slop & slosh
It's sh*t in the pit of mosh
But it is all about the dosh
So bish bash bosh
Had my fill of Finnish fish pie food
it only put me in the mood
for a Swedish meatball
which really and truly
duly answered the call
followed by a Danish bacon pastry
all in all it was quite tasty
hoping I won't glow in the dark
in Iceland I had fermented shark
and creamy tangy skyr à la mode
it's yoghurt with ice cream in Norse code
but of Greenland's daily delicacy
homemade soup I must reveal
a staple of Inuit cuisine
the main ingredient is seal
and for a Norway repast
(as that bird has flown)
I'll leave it 'til the very last
but for cellulose as grub goes
what good
is Norwegian wood?
Ounces
pounces
Quite trim
so slim
Sore limb
at gym
Fight flab
with jab
Weight gain
insane
Weight lost
embossed
Shed pounds
in mounds
Too thin
won’t win
Body
shoddy
Real stout
no doubt
So lean
my scene
Perspire
don’t tire
Diet
riot
Food fad
sounds mad
Sweet treat
defeat
Whole grain
sustain
Eat clean
routine
Green veg
has edge
Pure health
best wealth
Digest
what’s best
Fruit shoot
deep root
Salad
valid
Porridge
forage
Junk nosh
tosh tosh
Cow’s milk
lip silk
soya
oh yeah
Light meals
appeals
Relapse
perhaps
Need luck
have pluck
Stay fit
that’s it
Dare me to diagnose my condition?
I'm diagnosed with depression
Or rather does depression have me
Even the sad rain cries for me
Or do I cry because of rain
I’m bipolar type one
Or so I’ve been diagnosed
My depression tells me I’m two
Or is my mind a torrent of rain
I’m an addict to dopamine
Or does scarcity seek fullness
I’ll nosh on forbidden fruits till I’m sick
Or is giving up Eden so easy
I’m a disgruntled loner
Or does the loner keep others away
Unable to invite patient guests in
Or am I none of these labels
I’m a crazy worker bee
Or does the hive have me
To the gulags this soldier goes
Or has Solzhenitsyn lost his queen
I am loved by a few someones
Or does someone feed my love
The unlovable embraced by a few
Or does depression dismiss them
I feel the sadness in every rain
I sense earth’s mad polarity
I am a hungry beast to a feast
I’m a lone tiger in a company of wolves
I’m loved even in my lonely Siberia
I’m a question more than definition
Or am I the answer unfulfilled?
Or will I let love go unanswered?
Spin the bottle, hoping it's not me
I dare me to diagnose myself
Away with work
I'm going to the pub
Not to sink my woes
Just get some grub
My room is tiny
Cats can't swing
My keyboard's here
But I can't sing
I'm four floors up
The view is fine
This bed is huge
I lie supine
Perhaps a beer
Or glass of wine?
Some veggie nosh
Would be just fine
I'll shake it off
And take the stairs
Just basic 'T' shirt
No grace, or airs
I have a book
To feed my brain
While work provides
This gravy train
So smarten up
In every sense
To feed the soul
Is common sense
Perhaps a poem
I'll take and scribe
At dull routine
I'll make a jibe
Fluffy and eggy and spongy and light
Try matzo ball soup, it's love at first bite
Be you Hebrew or goy
It's a nosh you'll enjoy
It's simply to die for, this bowl of delight!
Sit atop my wings
I'll fly you places
Show you things
I've been around the world
Just come along
I'll keep you furled
I know just where to go
We won't be rushed
We'll take it slow
I'll first bring you to France
We'll nosh on brie
Maybe even dance
As long as you're with me
You'll sip the finest French Chablis
" Unforseen Evolution"
Meant for something better
Wait for me.... the world is changing!
I swear l will find you and when l am on top she will say l do it good this a journey of a lifetime in a Lexus without a nexus l was King in my nightmares only to be resurrected by the Knight in my dreams this tale is of royalty.
No plan l was scratching my head , no nosh it was water boy , no toys bro , just a base ball cap and a string for faith .
On my knees l was praying each and every day l saw an angel in my mento and she whispered you are a warrior keep your head up you are almost there.
Forget about the shortcuts , cutting corners l use the long road it got me safe on my feet when l landed l took a trip to Mars and the moon winked my approval for a chance at the hightable.
A tribal chief like Roman Reigns l am a champion , two formidable cribs with a pool and a jacuzzi , a German shepherd , one cat and thirteen fast cars the last disciple being him l am talking Mustangs.
A slice of cheese , cameras shooting , history being made and l ain't never going back to empty shelves and pockets this is my moment l am basking in.
Tease the crowd, post things, small?
Ignore over 800 shootings in Chicago.
Don’t you dare make a fuss at all.
Just sip French wine, nosh on escargot.
The truth is, that many do truly care.
Yet, the hesitant ones, resist any meaning
But they might lose friends, a big scare!
They are pale as a dead spider hanging
from the ceiling!
Thus, puff poetry keeps us smiling and numb.
Death, though, oh so grabs our attention.
Yet, we choose to play it safe and dumb.
We hide itruth under the rug,with conviction.
To write sweet things only, makes me queasy!
Our freedoms are about to be snatched away.
Doing away with six million Jews was relatively easy.
Wait till we cannot pen freely, it’s already happening!
And yet, you, poet, mute, with nothing to say?
Last Saturday, my husband and I went for a ride,
To enjoy the sunshine and the countryside.
First, we stopped to eat:
What a treat...
The place we chose was not posh,
You could not find much better nosh.
Homegrown salad greens sold there,
Homemade Pies, excellent fare,
New laid eggs from their chooks
I think Paree is where they get their cooks.
Not a sign of show or glitter,
And you would not need a babysitter,
Children are welcome with open arms,
This place is full of ambience and charm,
It is also a fodder store
And an old Post office and there is much more
To this rustic retreat.
It has history and character,
That would be hard to beat.
Friendly staff, efficient too.
Their priority is looking after you.
All-natural, wholesome and clean,
Somethings today that is seldom seen
in Pando's shadow a young maiden sings
wander'd to and fro peat bog feet sloshing
auburn locks adorned in daisy crowned rings
quite unaware that something was watching
one with thick skinned carion heart at core
to scavenge Middlemist's red camellia
he too delivered from far away shores
a renaissance ratel in rebellion
Leila leisured in shade of quaking aspen trees
treacle honey joys spilled out across her dress
temptation so strong insatiable hunger needs
dark honey badger lept from a tufted hedge
in presence one so endeared, showed no fear
for all beasts, nature's greatest gift bequeath
proffered morsel from open hand as he neared
inquisitive eyes belied soft heart and sharp teeth
forest branches embraced the two in nosh
as trembling giant's rustling now subdued
ladybugs flit from branch to dew covered moss
fingers stroked rough fur nape to back as he chewed
two walked ancestral shores as newfound kin
sniff'g this way and that among tufted pearls
claws tap entranced her soft cooing voice hymn
face framed in rivulets long carefree curls
long past gone Leila's song through far away gates
honey badger' forest friend rests - Pando waits
It was our first date and I had to impress her
While fighting the urge to move in and caress her
I’d have to be subtle and somewhat refined
And show her an intellect dwells in my mind
It wouldn’t suffice to say, ‘Fancy some nosh?’
Took a taxi uptown somewhere awfully posh
I tipped the head waiter to get a good table
Kept up the decorum as best I was able
The vino was tasted and two glasses poured
She licked her top lip and my temperature soared
Her manicured nails browsed a pure vellum menu
And we ordered the very best dish of the venue
We chatted, I felt I was holding my own
For not even once did she check out her phone
Dinner was served, to hell with the cost
My eyes drank her in and I knew I was lost
But I fell in love when my date got het up
Oy Geezer, she bellowed, got any ketchup?
Two hungry little penguins
Both eager for their nosh,
One penguin’s name is Splish,
And the other one’s called Splosh.
Two hungry little penguins
Each holding out their dish,
I wonder what’s for dinner?
Surprise, surprise – it’s fish.
"Invigoration by infatuation"
She found me at my lowest point!
I was down and out had no mattress on the floor, no food. It was begging and borrowing to keep the stomach from growling.
In my murky ways, l was stuck, smoking joints by the side way trying to catch flights on highways. Noxious friendships led to constant bruises.
With no confidence in my step,
No nosh in my tummy, no hands to hold on to, she was the light that reanimated hope and faith into a broken spirit, she revived me, inspired me and saved me from self demise.
We built a home together, two hands tied. Delivering a knock out to negativity a strong bond only God can break for in the end its her and l.........
chakra shot, aura ignored
inner peace left unexplored
feelings sans a sounding board
blest I’ve left the mindless horde
friends, none that lie to me
or neighbors that like to see
a banshee wailing jamboree
self-reproach is absentee
no dogs, cats, or swimming fish
little is left demanding wish
lunch mirrors a petri dish
the future passed with reminisce
up every day at the crack of noon
to nosh on candies and macaroon
suck helium from a red balloon
entertained at the Shambles Saloon
the postman left mail today
junk and clutter some might say
bills and debts remain unpaid
life is better left unplayed
beds splayed displayed
clothes unwashed too deep to wade
dust layered is carefully laid
happiness is now homemade
the sun set that never rose
reflections must I suppose
account, compound, and then depose
neatly rowed in juxtapose
lying down at last to sleep
importuning God will keep
me whole, sweet, and replete
whimper shall not well or weep
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