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Author Name: FreeSJordan 3 Comments
Date Added: August 07, 2009 21:08:45 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A Moment for the Blessed Man
It is a tremendous appetite you give me
dear one with your neatly  plaited hair
for you challenge my every evening  thought
as frogs sing their night song in turn from
each lilypad and ciccada's whirr their songs
did you not know the roast pork and cabbage
and carrots grated fine would be the juice
to the hungering jaw and wrapped in thin bread would
send a person into something nearly like ecstasy
Hewn wooden plates carry steaming rice
and bisquits crisped to golden caress the nostrils
the fireplace licks the flaming logs and a warmth
of  home eases any pain of  a worn long life
the apples are baked, see the sparkles of sugar
and cinammon ground off of a special tree
bless the ship that carried this spice around the world
dearest wife, you have set a repast before me
I will feast with you and gaze upon your gentle face
Author's Notes:
I tried a new recipe today; in the slow cooker with pork loin, shredded cabbage and shredded carrots and hoisin sauce - very oriental with the carrots making it a touch sweet.  When done, it was wrapped in warm flour tortillas...I really like it but the husband and son were not so keen on it's flavor..a bit too sweet for them.  If I make it again, I'll put fewer carrots and make it a little more tart.  It was tasty though.  The above poem just came out as I could feel a man from the olden days of the British Isles sitting in his thatched cottage awaiting dinner...his anticipation of it and his appreciation of the food and his wife.   Some imagination, huh????
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Comment By: FreeM J W Hayes on August 21, 2009 08:11:24 PM Report
I haven't had any dinner yet, now I'm really hungry ..I'll have to go and make something to eat. Liked the olfactory senses expressed.


Comment By: FreeThe Bag Lady on August 8, 2009 07:12:32 PM Report
Ahhhh....deliciously served up and it was spectaculary placed on the page for us to savor...Savannah, this is wonderful!

Loved it...

Margaret, the Baglady....

Comment By: PremiumLinda Jo on August 7, 2009 10:15:43 PM Report
thank you for giving us a moment WITH the blessed man.  i am found dreaming again...shee

oh, not just of all that sumptuous food but of that gentle appreciative man. love this poem totally!


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