Short Victuals Poems

choice of victuals to be stranded with
Beans, macaroons, fudge,
Cinnamon rolls, sugar for coffee
If I get shipwrecked
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When morning breezes bring on the shivers,
and the thermometer is in the teens.
Your head stays buried under the kivers
while the farmer pulls on overall jeans.

When wafts from the kitchen wake your pleasure
with fond smells of bacon and egg victuals;
reflect on what great degree you treasure 
a busy farmer's early rituals.
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COPLA 92 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

Is authority an entity
On its own or individual
Spiritual

Or is it en bloc bound by duty
A super individual
With no equal

Or composed of individuals
With their own fates and destinies
Tearing apart

All fed by powered victuals
Serving no higher Almighties :
Ships without port

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Traveller camp not by me 
for the 
night
I am but a barren and 
rootless 
tree
Stranger repose not your 
bones at my site.
For the dream you seek out 
is not 
with me
The troubles you flee from I 
have 
my own
The warmth that you crave 
for I 
cannot be.
Move on for with me you 
are 
still alone
My shade you could take 
but I 
bear no fruits
Nor host bee hives to be 
victuals for none
Beyond are grapes and 
many shaded roots....

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A meal with lots of choices
Is the kind I like to serve
For everyone will find,
Right from the very first hors d’oeuvre

At least one food that’s tasty
Since variety allows
Some tidbits to remain untouched
While others earn some Wows!

It’s hard to hide displeasure
If the items on your plate
Comprise a gastric palette
Made of victuals you hate.

The choices on my table
All are geared, though, to my taste
So whatever guests don’t finish
Surely will not go to waste....

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