Short Rotisserie Poems

Put me in the rotisserie.
Warm me up with your heat.
Let me turn golden brown toasty.
Bite into me ever so sweet.

Lull me with your fireside ways.
Hypnotize me with your love.
Warm memories ‘til the end of the day
When I rise to the world above....

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lord of the outdoors
ruler of the castle
king of the barbecue
wielding fork and spatula
like a maestro
snow rain or shine
surf and turf
burgers or hotdogs
rotisserie chicken
exotic kebobs
grilled colorful veggies
nontraditional desserts
take a bow
you’re a pro



submitted on June 26, 2018 for contest SUMMER COOKING sponsored by KIM RODRIGUES...

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The snow
its falling hard now
I can hardly see out
My electric gonna be through the roof
and all I can do is wait
maybe Ill work on my writing
 a few Haiku's and some 
other stuff
not sure what to do
but sit and wait,
Its the Damn waiting
waiting I HATE IT !!!
just so you know
The dog got your rotisserie chicken 
i left  for you
 if you can read my thoughts
I'll leave another one out to night
 for you...

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Pan: Betel. Or quintessentially creole, made anew, pan-American music
Aloo: also Native American, the staff of life, versatile with curry
Naan: often translated roti, chapati, dhaalpuri, but not rotisserie
Dholak: the drums that doubled (not Doubles) as tassa, for Hosay
I : I, too, know bitter sugar, the syrupy blood of plantations
Tasted: Tasted the brotherhood of the boat, in another middle passage
Appointments: with pen. She is a better pendit than Claude McKay, CLR, VS ......

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