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yaspark

Mighty Soup

To cook or not to cook -
That is the question
Whether ‘tis nobler
To toss fresh veggies in the pot
And simmer, boil or fry
Until they wilt and gradually die
Or to take arms
Against the savage slaughter
And serve them raw
And suffer indigestion

For who would bear
All that butchered food
The candy, cakes and crepes,
The rubber of cooked meat
On top of mashed potatoes
When he himself could dream
Of something raw…

To sleep - perchance to crave:
Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep
What recipe may come
Of how to pack raw veggies
In a blender
And by the blend
To make a mighty soup
Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished
And left for thou to try..

To make it creamy
Peel half avocado,
Do not forget
To throw away the pit
For sweetness, clean
And add sliced carrots,
Size matters,
So pick two or even three
For color green,
Throw in sunflower sprouts
A handful, maybe two will do
Thy never heard of those?
Not to worry, sub for any other
Green thou like to chew
For tint of sour,
Peel and slice a lemon
For flavor,
Get to add seaweed –
Wakame, dulse,
Kelp or any other –
For they may taste
Much the same to thee..
To spice things up,
Toss in an inch of ginger,
When bold, thou double it to two
Not to forget
A tablespoon of miso
To sub for salt
And try out something new
Then herbs -
A handful of cilantro,
Dill, parsley, thyme or basil -
Just to name a few..
The last but not the least -
Throw in one sliced onion
And two-three cloves of garlic
For a pungent oomph
Transfer all thou have prepared
To a blender,
Add water halfway to the rim.
DO NOT FORGET
To fit the jar with cover
And mighty soup
Is ready for a spin
To the desired smoothness
Of thy dreams...

But that the dread
Of something after meal,
The undiscovered country
Of raw food
From whose bourn
No traveler returns
(Since been kept captive on a john)
Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear
Those foods we have
Than try out others
tThat we know not of?
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Posted: Jan 2019
About this poem:
A follow-up on the recipe challenge.
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wayne34

That shopping bag

You carry that bag Where ever you go
Full to the brim
It took you to carry it contents within
Why you want to burden with this stuff why you want to carry a full load
You shop by day you carry your stuff away
Only to chuck some straight in the bin
Recycle they say don't throw it away
Eat it straight away
Food goes off so you throw it away
Life a burden you shop each day the toil on your back the food you carry away in that sack
You long for a car a bike you go on a bus to carry it in life's a burden but we all ways need that bag to carry are shopping in
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Posted: Apr 2021
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mcradloff

Fast Food

Fish is what I eat now on Fridays
I went to the bowling alley and ate some fish, waffle fries, coleslaw and
Macaroni and cheese
I have eaten out at various fast food places since I could drive
Taco John's being my first from 1986 to around 1990
Then it was Burger King
I have since broadened my choices to include McDonald's
Hardee's(which I worked at from 1988-1993)
Sonic, KFC(formerly known as Kentucky Fried Chicken before 1991)
Dunkin Donuts, Subway, and China Buffet
The healthiest has to be China Buffet
I don't really rank any of them as good paying as I made 3.35 to 4.65
At Hardee's
I guess it's kind of like playing video games
I know it's bad for me, but it makes me feel good
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Posted: Mar 2021
About this poem:
Sonic tonight!
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madtat29

Fine wine

Trapped

No way out of this place
We're hungry so we stuff our face
On endless sweets we continually feast
There's food suspended all around me
I'm floating in a sugary sea
Don't even have to move you see
Defecating as I eat
I continue gorging
Spreading seed
Multiplying in quantity
Till food is scarce and it's hard to breathe
Now in a world of mostly feces
Suffering in extreme toxicity
As we drown in sewage and piss
And our bodies slowly sink
Into an alcohol abyss
With my dying thought I think
"We had to die in our own shit
so you could have a drink
Oh what a life we lived..."

Signed Sincerely...The yeast

©Antonio Acosta
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
Bottoms up!
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yaspark

Poetry for beginners

Chew on a moment
Blended with inspiration
To taste a poem
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Posted: Dec 2018
About this poem:
A Haiku reciipe
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