Stilton Poems

Soup

It's liquid love
A favourite glug
A bowl, a cup
Perhaps a mug

When Winter calls
With icy breath
Some steamy joy
Puts cold to death

With hands enclosed
Around this pot
Enticing fluid
Nice and hot

Tomato, mushroom
Hard to choose 
Or leafy green
Asparagoos

A steamy broth
Like joyous sea 
Soft stilton paired
With broccoli

A swirl of cream
With pepper grounds
Bobbing crouton's 
Crunchy sounds

Assault the senses
From all sides
In super soup 
My heart resides x

Jinjagoliath
31st August 2023

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Milton

There was a poet named Milton
Who never slept in a Hilton
But Paris he knew
And Cambridgeshire, too,
Which is where he bought his Stilton*

* Stilton is an English cheese sans Marmite

Cheese

I don’t have a lingering doubt
That cheese is the gods’ gift to man.
It compliments other fine foods
Whether peppery, salty or bland.

There’s gorgonzola and Stilton,
Emmental, muenster and bleu,
There’s limburger, feta and Jack,
And hundreds of others, too.

When it’s cold outside and windy
There’s nothing as good for lunch
As a sandwich of toasted cheese,
Along with an apple for crunch

I’d rather have crackers and cheese
Than some kind of chips and goo.
And instead of a sweet dessert
Fruit and brie would nicely do!

Tom and Jerry Nursery Rhyme

Hickory, dickory, dock.
Jerry the mouse ran up the clock
Tom smelled him from afar
Jumped up on top like a star.

Jerry as always was quite wise.
And with a rod struck Tom’s eyes.
The cat fell nastily on the clock
And received a decisive knock.

But alas the clock fell to the ground.
Mammy Two Shoes with a broom chased Tom around.
Jerry slinked into the kitchen for cheese
Cheddar, mozzarella, stilton and more of these.

But Mammy Two Shoes mad at Tom’s disaster fling,
With a broom chased him to make him sing.
Then threw him in the garden quite dark,
Let Spike bully dog ran after him with a bark.

14 March 20211
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With apologies to Agatha Christie's
for use of her great detective book
Hickory, Dickory Dock.

One Leads To Another

My bone crumbles
        Osteoporosis to blame 
      if bones should crumble then I'll take tumbles
        and life won’t be the same
  eating calcium rich cheese, so Doc will be pleased
  Stilton ~ Cheddar ~ Brie… calcium rich guarantees
    no longer are my bones diseased
  Cholesterol high ~ statins no cheese ~ Doc grumbles

Written 10th June 2019

2nd PLACE
Contest: Writing Challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme	
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A Cheesy Tale - Bawdy

Aunt Bessie adores eating cheese
The trouble is cheese makes her sneeze
She sneezes gloopy snot
but does not give a jot
and gobbles more Stilton with ease

2/20/19

Cheese and Wine Party

I went to a cheese and wine party on Saturday,
where huge platters of cheese were on display.
There was Gorgonzola and creamy white Brie,
I devoured huge chunks with a glass of Chablis.

Danish Blue, Mozzarella and Swiss Emmental,
of course I had to try a sample of them all!
I declined Edam and Gouda, I find them too waxy -
and the last time I ate them I was sick in the taxi!

Soft creamy Camembert and blue Roquefort,
went down a treat with a glass of vintage port.
Crumbly Cheshire and Cheddar were so divine,
and tasted heavenly with red Beaujolais wine.

I’d chomped through all of the Stinking Bishop,
our hostess had to restock the whole dish up!
Then I munched little cubes of Monterey Jack -
if my doctor saw me he’d have a heart attack!

When our host carried in a blue Stilton in a truckle,
I loosened a notch on my now straining belt buckle!
I admit blue cheese can smell like men's sweaty socks
but ripe Stilton and crackers, this cheese simply rocks!

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Cheezy

What's the official cheese used in the moon construction
Cheddar, ementhaller, gruyere, gambazola, edam or stilton
Okay, sorry times up
Twasn't real cheese but
If you get close, the smell could confirm your suspicions

Cheezy

What was the official cheese used in the moon construction
Cheddar, ementhaller, gruyere, gambazola, edam or stilton
Okay, sorry times up
Twasn't real cheese but
If you've ever been close, you'd surely had your suspicions

Blue Cheese

Blue Cheese

There is Cheshire, Red Leicester, Emmental and Brie,
Double Gloucester and Edam, a delight for all to see,
Stilton, Caerphilly, or Cheddar mature and mild,
Lots of subtle flavours to drive my taste bud’s wild.

There is Lancashire, Wensleydale or Derby to please,
So why, oh’ why, would you serve me Blue Cheese?
That smelly Blue cheese you know I cannot stand,
Give me Shropshire Mild, or something rather bland.

I don’t want that stinking dairy, in my salad box,
Opening the lid to an odour of sweaty socks.
So, hear my request I am begging of you please,
No more, no more, of that smelly blue cheese.

Bucket Lists

List one: climb up to Machu Picchu,
ride the Orient Express,
see the Terracotta Warriors,
find a monster in Loch Ness,
brave the winds of Patagonia,
hike along an Everest ridge,
visit Paul Gaugin’s Tahiti,
stand on Sydney Harbour Bridge,
stroll round Angkor Wat, Cambodia,
cross the Alps in a balloon,
gaze in awe at Easter Island,
catch a rocket to the moon.

List two:  sit in the garden scribbling,
eat a wedge of Stilton cheese,
drink a glass of Chilean Merlot,
watch the sunset through the trees,
play the bass just one more time
in the pub with my rock band,
look both ways then cross the street
holding my granddaughter’s hand,
see my grandson run towards me
smiling, waving, full of life,
meet my son and talk and listen,
phone my daughter, kiss my wife.

Yes. Two lists. There is a reason.
Once I heard a wise man say
Dream as if you’ll live forever;
live as if you’ll die today.

The Eye of the Beholder

She’s getting more decrepit, by degrees.                        
Her heart is threatening to go on strike,
with kidneys out in sympathy.  She’s like
a mole without her glasses, and the knees,
now varicose, resemble Stilton cheese.
Her mouth works like an oxygen-starved pike
each time she reads.  A portrait by Van Dyck
would show more movement in its eyes than these.

But when I look at her, I see the girl,
the one I met that first time in the square,
bandana loosely swathing careless curls,
the little smile that made me stop and stare.
To me, she’s always lovely, always new:
for things there are that Time can not undo.

Stilton

See those blue mouldy lines
snake across its creamy
surface. When it’s cut it
smells like dad’s sweaty socks!
Served after dessert with
some crackers, grapes, and Port.
Save some for me to eat!

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Taste

i love to eat, it is my dream to eat and eat, 
and while the tastes, to heaven take, I fry 
up half a pound of hake, but that is nothing 
my lips to take, when in the fiery kitchen bake,
 a cake of such proportions make, washed down 
with Guinness, then medium steak. 

then there’s sweets and candies too, and warm 
buttered breads with jams a few and while we’re here,
asparagus spear, with roast potatoes, crispy sear…
yet best of all, in banquet hall, are cheeses firm 
and soft; stilton, yarg but that’s not all, there’s 
wensleydale matured and tall 

so where’s this going I heard you ask, buttered scone, 
alimentary task?...well all is simple, plain to see, just
come to mine, share some tea, chocs and toffees, 
biscuits rare, we’ll eat the lot, like we don’t care 

and as the setting sun rolls down, we’ll scoff at diets with 
hearty frown, for ours is not to trim or skip, but simply 
moisten cherry lip

Breath of Love

I had some pickled onions,
With stilton cheese and garlic bread:
This breath of love is just for you!
(Although you gag and turn your head…)

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