Texas Roadhouse
Using 50 dollars of gift cards, so the meal was free, next week I'll have seven dollars to put towards the next bill.
What? Manna Again?
Exodus 16 4 Then the LORD said unto Moses: 'Behold, I will cause to rain bread from heaven for you; ... 31 And the house of Israel called the name Manna; and it was like coriander seed, white ; and the taste of it was like wafers made ??with honey. 35 And the children of Israel did eat the Manna forty years, ...
BETTER BELLY BUSS, THAN GOOD FOOD WAS’E
A Trini’s 'over-used' excuse for gluttony. (lol!)
Be-Twixed
How do you like your chocolate?
~~~~COFFEETIME~~~~~
Do you like coffee, no I LOVE my COFFEE and drinking coffee is the best past time for getting through any type of day, as we drink and have fun drinking a cup of COFFEE......
Succulent salsa
This poem was for the following poetry contest (which I won a silver medal for). Yay! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Contest / Cook Me A Meal. Chef! user img Rules. 1. If you use this picture as the cover place the url in your author notes. http://www.artbouillon.com/2013/12/flemish-food-art-appreciation.html 2. Cook us a meal with your words. Make us hungry. 3. You are the chef. Cook us some grub! Not cookbook style but use words so we can see like sear... words we can taste like tart .. etc 4. Write what you feel using the picture... I once got disqualified for writing a concerto in a contest because they wanted x number of lines... I write what I feel... I want you to do the same... 5. verse or free rhyme - no profanity, vulgarity, or adult stuff 6. Write from your heart... We learn from one another the only wrong you can really do as a writer is not write. 7. No negativity here. If there is a negative comment you are out... and that has never been me- Be professional and comment with encouragement. 8. Type in your author notes "I read the rules!" 9. Comment on at least two poems in the contest and post their poem url in your author notes. 10. Have fun! The picture is the prompt. Write.
SIETE MODOS (Ladino/djudeo-sefardi)
Anonimo judeosefardí (Isla de Rodas)
Fast Food
Sonic tonight!
cast out
in the garden Lush and green Adam and Eve Play and wander Forbiden to eat the fruit The apple of desire Wearing their fig leaves to spare theirBlushes Into the garden the slivering snake Hisses with devils contempt To the tree of
Party
I'd like to leave this party it's not fun anymore The buffet doesn't taste The way I remembered Food to be I'd like to leave this party Too depressed to drink Too lazy to break confinement My glass remains empty I'd like to leave this p
theoretical physics
cambridge on a sunny morn a professor deep in thought a quasi quantum quandary his mind now overwrought now the kernel of dilemma the cause of his unease? with fish and chips for dinner.. should I go with mushy peas? symbiotic clarit
Cold Turkey
I raised my own turkey one year, to be part of our Yuletide fare, he lived in the house like a pet, and we spared no expense on his care. When it came to the fateful day, for the gathering to be fed, it was with a heavy heart, I took an axe
Sweet nothings
Just a little fanciful confection for consideration
The Value of Pie
Call me pedantic, but sometimes there can be no compromise.
Mighty Soup
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
Risotto
I wasn’t sure if I should post this in poetry or recipes. In the end I decided against recipes just in case anyone should be foolish enough to try and use it as one.
Poetry for beginners
A Haiku reciipe
Tarnished and bent...
You ripped my "beating for only you". heart, right out of my chest. So, I placed it on your untouched dinner, you'd left on the bench. Then I picked up the plate and walked ever so slow, to the bin, thoughtlessly, I scraped it off with
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WINE
Just a bit of fun
Its breakfast time
My breakfast today
"The Sum"
oh well food for thought
Free Food
Got some free donuts, pop, and pizza today at work. Enjoyed it very much, but why did some of the mean workers in my department buy it for everyone? I guess it was still nice of them.
The Bin
The bin In the corner you just sit Stirrin glirren As i throw rubbish in Stayle odours From last nights Saturday takeaway Stirren back at me Oh what a time i had Drinkin eating Vomiting Throwing up in my bin Oh the odour Will have
Subway
Just thinking of the last sub I had at Subway. I bought two footlongs for their special coupon for 12 dollars. I am not doing that again. It's better to just get a six inch sub and eat it fresh. My favorite place in town is UNO'S where they serve Chicago style deep dish pizza.
"Self Preservation"
My mother bottled so many different sorts of fruit, was beautiful.... I just wasn't in to it, when it came to, pickling onions. But yes I did.... My love for my Mother...XXXXX Sophia
JUNK FOOD
NAME YOUR PLEASURE! THERE ARE SO MANY GOODIES TO CHOOSE FROM!
Single tastes like Cloves
Zap and undeniable hot but the class by themselves is bug repellent Same could be said of several seasons & spice nutmeg or cinnamon paprika, coriander, and even iconic mint Stand-alone delicacies they are not rather to join in combinat
Come Here!
Oh! The seafood! Of lit poles to guide the way a table of yummage a gorgeous display Sit around my friends gorge to our hearts content leave nothing to ever relent pour the Hawkes Bay swill to all your hearts content Oh ye
life is a pickel
sweet beginnings never to end,salty tears will you send.Bitter ending must you endure.so relish life from beginning to end.
Short Poem On :::: "Tea"}
This unusual poem was written, when I was having my morning cup of tea in my house.
Pizza For Breakfast
I could of hade cereal but all I have is a stale cheerio could had eggs but they give me gas so I think ill pass my apple pie fell on the grass where the dog bit off more then I can chew and jelly jam an toast taste like goo and the pita pie is heard
Ice Cube Tray on Empty
To say I wish I could bring you into my life here somehow, into these days where I warm my hands on the soft coat of a grandmother's lapdog, is to deny a place to the blanket of sadness that wants to marry me.
Open Air Market
Canadian autumnal afternoon
A TIME FOR ALL MANKIND
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF HEARING ABOUT ANIMALS AND PEOPLE, GOING TO BED, HUNGRY! PLEASE REMEMBER MANKIND AND ANIMALS!
Hail to Kale
Made these today for a friend and wanted to share another recipe poem on a "good for you" veggie! With love, Bon appetite'!
cider
From the tree The apple grow Forments its jouice Ripe to pick Fallen from the branches Heavy burden To the ground It lies upoun To be picked In boxes heavy And wanting To be washed To the press A heavey burden A sweet and
food or love
Cheesy bread rolls In your plastic packet You look so tempting So naughty You make my belly rumble You make my mouth water To taste you to devour you You make me dribble As I want to have you To eat you bit by bit Till your gone gone
That's What I Ate Today
Just recalling some of the things I have eaten and drank so far. I wish I had more money so I could eat steak and lobster more often. I probably spend around 50 bucks a week on food and drink.
Cookies and Wine
I'm having a glass of my home made wine and all I have to go with it is cookies and I felt the creative juices flowing ergo my creation above.
The most precious gift
When my time is up and I'm ready to go To a place no one can find I'll take my chance to cast a last glance At the past I leave behind. I hope to see a fine mosaic Of a million shapes and colours Each shape, an experience Each colour, avid v
Josephine and I. (S.G. coffeehouse challenge)
A fun dedication to a sexy lady. Christina aka Lady O aka Odette aka Josephine. Thanks Soul goddess for the challenge. Regards Mick aka Napoleon aka Mizzy aka Slick.
RE: HOURS
Thank you Whisper! Ken...
RE: Over for now
Your young,beautiful and intelligent(judging by your poem),in my humble opinion you deserve better,yet we all have to go through it...life is a dance,dance it,we are leaves in the wind...best of luck to you..welcome to poets corner....elo......
RE: Lines From A Lonely Place.
Thank you Phyllis, For the kind comment. Mick....
RE: True To One's Self
Hi, adjhe, They do not want anyone to see the real person... Whether the verb is want or allow, the result of the mask is the same, the true person remains unknown. Being True To One's Self is, perhaps, the best one can strive for in life. Thank...
RE: Ode to Poet's Corner
Hey SAS, a lovely write indeed, glad you're part of the poets corner. You're such a joy to read! J...
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