The spring shall make this a wildflowered covered landscape
they made soda outta alpine needles
and mixed it with vodka and gin
a slash of lemon and lime
and some carbonated water mixed in
they ooh'd and ah'd at the deliciousness
and marvel at the taste
a smile broke the ice
with a comment on the taste.
I wanted ya'll to love this thang
I really really did.
Sip and and delight in
the refreshing citrusy taste.
the mountains of Milan a skiers paradise
what a wonderful way to spend
an evening. Risotto alla Milanese
and Ossobuco with wine and sweet desserts
were the stars of the evening
but the night belonged to the alpine needles and the citrus drink.
I learned that taint whyle was the word used to describe
Written by Sisg the Gypsy
and Halo-Halo the Soda Maker.
Done-Rite Publishing soda.
recipes used with permission by
Yeah Gal- and Who-chi Main
Main course with Whipp Appeal
Desserts By Griffa and Them.
the stacking of the Gypsum bricks. we poured a bit to the ground
in honor of Kulla the God of Brick Making.
Let’s parley about pasta as World famous as the rasta Bob Marley
With potato rascal parcel not American Italian stallion like Rocky
Cocky stubby not ice hockey puck but stocky chubby soft gnocchi
Pizza is also a master blaster for those who chose good food faster
Cool old school cellar creamy mozzarella dreamy stellar mortadella
Better also for pancetta regatta bold umami tsunami of salami army
Drunken rapscallions parmesan medallions gold from sunken galleons
More is less finesse caress expedient ingredient largess will impress
Motto in gourmet grotto wins the lotto is of course Goddess risotto
Totemic signature vinegar star Balsamic the talismanic tsar in a jar
By the way we're told they say come what may ever day "agrodolce"
I like my fungi
sauteed in butter
in a pan with a chopped clove
of garlic, parsley and plenty
of salt and pepper.
Or sliced and simmered
in chicken stock
with arborio rice
and topped with parmesan
cheese in a creamy
mushroom risotto.
I like the musty,
earthy smell
that some fungi have,
the exquisite delicacy
of the gills,
the soft, spongy feel,
the variety of shapes
and colours that range
across a pallet
of grays, yellows,
pinks and purples
through to a bleed
of vibrant reds.
Fungi feed
the senses.
But most spectacular
of all is the fungi
that hides beneath my feet
in a buried network
of fibres thinner
than a human hair,
connecting a forest
in one enormous web
carrying nutrients
to hungry roots
and the secret language
of trees. Poetry
is like fungi.
I could change the world around me
I would begin by holding hands
With each new connection I feel
A surge of joy from other lands.
It is today with this I say
A worldly order we can play
Joining together we are one
Simple writing, Love has begun.
Indian Basmati:
no ordinary rice
or Gundry’s being nice,
I don’t know which.
Lectins can be boiled out,
Gundry is insistent
starch becomes resistant,
chilled overnight.
I have to say it was
not very fluffy though:
a bit like risotto;
turned out alright.
—————
An Abhanga, an Indian form, 6x-6a-6a-4x
May I taste the unbreakable bond to the perfect union of
Uni and quail eggs.Two true dancers
Stir vigorously
Agitate rice while it absorbs fish stock
May I never acknowledge obstacles to the perfect union of
Uni and sake.Two adventurers
Interlock freely
Fine-tuning Español while rice grains formulating starches
Inevitable extrovert – against all odds
Be Still:
Clouds cuddling while interexchange liveliness
Simply being still ~
Sounds of silence penetrates through skin into core existence.
Fusing breathes onto
Singularity – infinite dense core – falling and falling in, falling high,
Floating and floating deep, floating beyond general theory of relativity
Insanely radiant in seventh heaven melting into ashes,
Carbon.
Grilling in underpants under the moonlight, starlight, flashlight.
Choose this Mentally Sensitive trail by act of will.
Touch the natural color of faith
Or fear
Trust unknown territory of inner compass to Fill a void
Yes, you may ride the accelerator to the perfect union of
Professor and entrepreneur.
What’s more:
Maybe quail eggs lead to turkey sandwiches and squash blossom.
red rice risotto
roasted ripe rutabaga
raised raisin roll-up
saucy soup saucer
sloppy spaghetti supper
sweet summer sipper
tempting twisted tea
tomato tossed tamale
turtle topped torte
7/22/2020
Contest: Let the Pens Flow - Alliteration
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
The Buena Vista
We met innocently, yet always at the famous,
crowded, Buena Vista Cafe.
Renowned for Irish coffee and it's view
of the spectacular, San Francisco Bay.
Over Irish coffees, we shared our days.
You, the journalist and I, the teacher.
After awhile the jabbering ceases.
We are now out in the Sam Francisco
foggy night.
Kisses blessed by the moistness of the fog,
It feels so tenderly, touchingly right!
A magical cable car appears and whisks us away.
Up, up, up, those picturesque hills.
Then romantically down,down, down,
Into a candlelit night of delectable night of
Osso Buco and risotto.
The scent of aromatic garlic and oregano,
Pungently slithers through the thyme-filled,
still night,Bay Area air.
Panagiota Romios
4/13/2018
A
Big
Clumsy
Dog
Escapes
From
George’s
House
Into
Jeffs
Kitchen
Lurching
Madly
Nudging
Over
Pete’s
Quorn
Risotto
Stopping
To
Urinate
Vainly
With
Xrated
Yelping
Zeal
Raspberries
Young, tender and succulent
Smothered in cream
Yellow fluffy omelets
Garnished with herbs
Eve's pudding bathing in custard
- temptingly -
Mushroom risotto
-a gourmet delight -
Served with green salad
plus chips and icecream!
A glass of white wine - Pinot Grigio
slightly chilled
- decadence -
Madness sets in - slowly
I imagine how happy I'll be when I'm slim
A young flirty lover
With lips made of chocolate
Just waiting for kissing
Delicious and sweet
Courting my taste buds
- disgracefully -
Crisp cool chardonnay drenches their lips,
it's flavour running rivulets over their tongues
eyes widen over the candlelit table,
and he thinks about giving her sons
Rich sticky risotto slowly prised from bowls
mouthfuls devoured in anticipation
he wipes his mouth with emphasised lust
and she thinks about sensual elation
Chargrilled sardines stare eyes from their plates
she plucks them away, eats them whole one by one
his leg quivers tremulously under the table
her sweetness burning like african suns
Creamy crem brulee drips from their spoons
slips down their throats, placating their hunger
he presses his appetite firmly to hers
her thighs draw him in to taste erotic thunder
cauliflower risotto
ricotta gnocchi
with lightly curried scallops
lobster raviolo
warm chocolate cake
Glass of Bucks
Fizz!
Brocolli and bacon soup
parsley risotto
casserole of artichokes
cheese celeriac
beetroot cake & cream
parsnip wine
try !
Risotto with shrimp and peas
Grilled romaine with pears
Lemon rolls with raspberry jam
Crisp Sauvignon Blanc
Strawberry –Rhubarb Pie
A warm breeze
Friends!
Dressed crab with bread crumb egg
Scallops with almonds
Sour cream mash & fennel sauce
Grainy mustard edge
Buttered risotto
Washed down with
Beers!
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.