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Dirty Apron Tasters

Here's a more detailed approach
you don't need to be advised or coached
our behaviours
the love language we use
us together is a lovely mood
actively listening
trying to understand
showing concern
just holding hands
a kiss as a reference
understanding her needs
knowing her preference
the act of pursuing
with the intention of affection
being consistent in each
 and every direction

nonbelligerency
48 minutes is 
2880 seconds
Cryostat to
materials science, 
plasma physics,
 and reactor design
Terms that describe 
Fusion decency
they had argued over the taste of sweetbreads
with her not willing to taste it
.So he said his wife had a different story.
He made mention of both price and referenced it to
the taste of chicken: she'd bite!
"She said I thought the waiters name was
Thymus!" " he said, who is Thymus?"Dolce Bap;
the high level of anticipation, show stopping caliber
The taste of Thymus"

The Last Organ Grinder

Tripe, sweetbreads, entrails, offal,
some people spell them awful.
Scottish chefs can do them right
Haggis, a meal, out of sight. 

Making a proper meatball sandwich
is virtual what-not-who and which
needing perhaps some extra spice
supply it with a bit of Scotch hype.

The last, best organ 'grinder' that I got
was on Panera Bread’s French baguette, hot.
Barrel-shaped bread held tight as treasure
the tin cup for the drink of my pleasure.

Haggis

no waste
odd taste

strange dish
haggis

Scotch hype
beef tripe

entrails
pig's tails

fish heads
sweetbreads

offal
awful

January 23, 2013


Premium Member My Honey

This was a poetry challenge - a twisted valentine

   My Honey
(Valentine Challenge)

Dandelions and sweetbreads
are paltry proof
when all year long 
he acts aloof.

He hunts all day 
this clumsy brute
and barrels home
his horn a toot 

bloody carcass 
around his shoulders,
he bludgeoned it with a
jumbo boulder

In this black cave
I’m stuck all day
while beasts outside
devour their prey.

With my cro-magnon 
cupid’s in trouble,
no match for us,
go shoot another couple.


Happy St. Valentine’s Day  


©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
January 25, 2012

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