It's quite extraordinary -
We don’t sweat because it’s hot.
But possibly your idea of analysis greatly resembles a
dish of soup, or a sirloin of roast-beef.
I'm standing by the window communicating
with a lesser black-backed gull.
At The Ramada Inn
teenage boyfriend sits butt close to brown eyes
waitress with bleeding lips serves a silent sirloin
middle aged mother says the meat is too rare
bespectacled father stares at the impaled thing
says the leaking steak isn’t dead enough to eat
bleeding waitress takes jiggling meat to the flames
teenage boyfriend tells brown eyes he loves her
loves the windsong perfume she keeps in her purse
loves kissing her strawberry lips in the beige impala
teenage boyfriend daydreams now of holy matrimony
of living in a two room duplex with two perfect children
of driving the family into town with scapulars hanging
waitress with bleeding lips serves a screaming sirloin
teenage boyfriend sits butt close to brown eyes
Everybody helped build the communal treehouse
Badger, fox, bunny, chipmunk, squirrel, owl and mouse.
In the end we served molasses, honey and jam on bread.
Can I join you up there? Asked a hen named Little Red.
We knew she was picked on by her lazy roommates.
So we said “why not” and she brought along some crates.
We now had pecans, dumplings, tootsie rolls and fresh sirloin.
We were certainly glad now that we had allowed her to join.
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Stanley dated reasoning;
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You going to eat that;
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But you know that's a rat;
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Cuz I ain't eating none of that, it's wack;
5/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
I always
have
more
than i
need
for my
cup
over
runneth
romantically
speaking or
just poetically
planting seeds
hoping to grow
a zucchini or
something
similar to
what i'm
not but
what you
bought was
a sirloin tip
with a bacon
or bologna
body mostly
fat but
that
shouldn't
matter
sugar
cook me up
and taste
spicy
flavors
when
i
become your
tastebuds
favorite
flavor but
with a
pinch
of
salty
nuts
i always
have
more
than i
need
for my
cup
to over
runneth
romantically
speaking or
just poetically
planting seeds
hoping to grow
a zucchini or
something
similar to
what i'm
not but
what you
bought was
a sirloin tip
with a bacon
or bologna
body mostly
fat but
that
shouldn't
matter
sugar
cook me up
and taste
spicy
flavors
when
i be
come your
tastebuds
favorite
flavor but
with a
pinch
of
salty
nuts
Crook!
She stole my guidebook,
my pink Ray-Bans, my outlook
— it’s grim. The schnook
snatched my Diamonte fountain pen. She took
my attaché case filled with cash. Forsook
my manners — she’s in my grip. A sirloin meat hook
indubitably-yes or to pressure-cook.
I turned her upside-down and shook
A nearby copper brings us in after he has a look.
The judge closed the book
on me. Called me a crook…
that schnook!
8/5/2019
1/2 cup of fish stock
1/2 cup of lime juice
3 cloves of crushed garlic
1/2 cup of chopped cilantro
1/2 cup of butter
1 cup of asparagus
1/4 cup of dehydrated onion
2 2 inch top sirloin beef steaks cut down the middle
Mix together stuff steaks with asparagus mixture
and set aside
4 peeled and sliced potatoes. thinly sliced,
salt and pepper: garlic powder, and 1/4 cup of diced red onion
and about 3 tablespoons of olive oil, mix together and set aside.
in a baking dish place the two steaks, arranging them in the middle
place potatoes around the edge and cover with foil and bake for about 30 to 40 minutes. remove the beef and leave in the drippings. add 1/2 cup of parmesan cheese, and 1/2 cup of heavy cream, bake until golden brown.
Can’t you see it is just me and mommy here?
Butt out.
It is bad enough I get stuffed back into this tiny confining fleshy
wrinkly ugly earth body, now I have to put up with the likes of you?
Go play with a video game or watch a TV show or something.
You have had your turn.
I thought I had leveled up enough in the heaven realm that I would
not have to do this again. I know, it was my choice, but to stay there
and read books about experience gives you about half the experience
points you get down here going through another life.
Your incessant whining is grating to my nerves. I am about to start
a full-out baby wailing session, with shrieks and screams, because I
know you’ll leave the house if I do. I am scrunching up my face now.
This is your only warning.
Is that Heinz 57 I am smelling on your breath? Dhram! It’s bad enough
that I do not have teeth, now I have to smell a fresh tasty sirloin on your
breath? I had forgotten how keen a newborn’s sense of smell is.
Dhram! Dhram! Dhram!
All I get is this smelly milk?
Go away Dad!
Written 12-22-2018 Sponsor: James Edward Lee Sr.
Contest: Baby Face What You Think’n Picture D
Oreos with chocolate chips
Potato sticks with onion dip
Drip the cheese all over those fries
Three scoops of ice cream and apple pie
Frito-lay corn chips beside a guacamole-filled bowl
Don't forget those Boston-creme doughnut...holes
And how about all the candies and the chocolate cake
Something's got to give you a slight stomach ache
These are merely appetizers, of course
Now it's time for the game, to eat like a horse
First comes the turkey, with stuffing and butttered yams
Along with sides of potato fritters and honey-glazed ham
Throw in a few sirloin steaks with sauteed onions, hot off the grill
A Reuben sandwich with sauerkraut'll give your taste buds a thrill
Now -- how foolish of me! -- I've forgotten the drinks
Left them in a cooler under the kitchen sink ...
So let's down a few maragaritas and some imported red wine
Y'all leave some room for beer chasers --- in a mug or a stein
Yes, fans, it's under two months till Super Bowl Sunday
Better start dieting now, so you'll still fit in your undies!
Serenading with sermons at services,
Serious seraphims searched out self-serving serpents.
But serrated silver certainly surpasses serenity.
Sirloin snake steaks seared and served by servants.
Written 11/26/17
for Barry Stebbings/Alliteration Contest
New Years Day 2016
And the Luck of The Black Eyed Peas
Written: by Tom Wright
Jowl and black eyes with crackling corn bread,
This once a year meal is entrenched in my head.
This yearly ritual is said to bring good fortune,
To believe, or not, I always eat a good portion.
I admit that for this repast I’m not overly crazed,
And would favor a good sirloin, moderately brazed;
But again, on New Year’s table, Peas will enhance,
While not subscribing to luck, why take a chance?
As far back as memory takes me in childhood,
With a few exceptions, this has been my New Years Day meal.
Habits ingrained in youth, seldom change.
Tom
Anchored by its feet hangs the carcass
Butcher removes brisket and strings it
Chuck steak diced for stews and pies
Dark well matured silverside rests
Entrails give the dogs a royal feast
Flank minced for spaghetti bolognese
Gullet chopped into stock pot simmers
Hanging meat swings as the butcher works
Icy still from the blast chiller
Juicy steaks thickly cut are parcelled up
Kebabs skewered, placed on display
Loin of beef neatly lined up
Minced steak patties for burgers
Neck used in both stock pot and stew
Offal set aside for pate and pies
Perfectly roasted beef ready to carve
Quick flash fry of rib eye seals in juices
Rump not too trimmed dribbles on grill
Sirloin anointed by a king sizzling
Tongue gently braised in gravy or stock
Utensils casting shadows on the wall
Venison from red deer's makes tasty things
Wing rib rubbed with hot spices waits
Xhosa cattle graze in pastures green
Yellowed meats set aside for soup
Zibeline hides scrapped and cured, nailed up
8/27/2015
contest Any Poem written in August
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