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An invitation to dine at the Silver Fox
Evening wraps its gentle ways
Like a lovers arm around the summers day
As thatched roofs muster in whitewashed walls
Beneath thick feathery eaves for the night
Beneath a symphony of seagulls
Fish and chips are eaten from
white paper wrapping
Cars pass by, anglers unload their bounty
and boats are washed down
Life tapping its toes to the reel of living
Pausing before the invitation as an old man
savours a large ice cream cone, there is no lust
in his licking but the experience of tasting
and we go with the anticipation of lovers
To dine. we sit at a table just before
A Galway hooker leaves Carraroe
Watching the sea in her eyes as it
crests the horizon.
Did beauty take me through blue eyes
Like the sea on a clear day
Or was it Gopal's alchemy with food
As we lifted our spoons into a
sea of sensual tasting.
Before mass on Inish Mor we sit down
on a rock, I watch her take prawns
Like communion in a pagan ritual;
Shane calls from a hooker
He has captained to bring us back to the mainland
Helping her aboard, I catch
her eye in Dun Aengus
Sitting up on a load of turf we surf
into Galway bay
I kiss the wine to her lips
And the wind took her hair like the
pirate queen of old
Looking up into 'sea the stars' I wonder
Did Sutton paint the moon as well
And who made the fox silver.......
Like a lovers arm around the summers day
As thatched roofs muster in whitewashed walls
Beneath thick feathery eaves for the night
Beneath a symphony of seagulls
Fish and chips are eaten from
white paper wrapping
Cars pass by, anglers unload their bounty
and boats are washed down
Life tapping its toes to the reel of living
Pausing before the invitation as an old man
savours a large ice cream cone, there is no lust
in his licking but the experience of tasting
and we go with the anticipation of lovers
To dine. we sit at a table just before
A Galway hooker leaves Carraroe
Watching the sea in her eyes as it
crests the horizon.
Did beauty take me through blue eyes
Like the sea on a clear day
Or was it Gopal's alchemy with food
As we lifted our spoons into a
sea of sensual tasting.
Before mass on Inish Mor we sit down
on a rock, I watch her take prawns
Like communion in a pagan ritual;
Shane calls from a hooker
He has captained to bring us back to the mainland
Helping her aboard, I catch
her eye in Dun Aengus
Sitting up on a load of turf we surf
into Galway bay
I kiss the wine to her lips
And the wind took her hair like the
pirate queen of old
Looking up into 'sea the stars' I wonder
Did Sutton paint the moon as well
And who made the fox silver.......
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Posted: Mar 2015
About this poem:
This poem was commisioned by the artist Ivan Sutton for his favourite restaurant which is his gallery also. You can find him on google he is quiet famous in Ireland.....
Short Poe On :::: "Tea"}
[Short Poem On ::: “Tea”]
[A morning cup of drink
wakes up a man from his slumber
What an invigorating drink
Mother Nature gives to a plumber
For leaking taps, tops, toilets & pipes,
Which he immediately sets right
in front of your eyes at site.
A concoction that washes away blues
of children going to school
so that subjects remain glued
in their tiny heads.
A brew that brings many unknown faces
to allay fears, doubts, anxieties
vanish like a ghost without trace
and cultivate everlasting friendships.
A mixture that brings quarrelling couples
Man and woman fighting
over silly things for upmanship
A brew that can end
a dispute between Ram and Rahim
in a no-win situation.
waging war for the last decades,
A brew that can solve
difficult chess puzzles
between two old friendly foes.
A brew that can never become
a storm in a tea-cup!]
--The End—
copyright@ ManoharBhatia.
All rights are reserved.
[A morning cup of drink
wakes up a man from his slumber
What an invigorating drink
Mother Nature gives to a plumber
For leaking taps, tops, toilets & pipes,
Which he immediately sets right
in front of your eyes at site.
A concoction that washes away blues
of children going to school
so that subjects remain glued
in their tiny heads.
A brew that brings many unknown faces
to allay fears, doubts, anxieties
vanish like a ghost without trace
and cultivate everlasting friendships.
A mixture that brings quarrelling couples
Man and woman fighting
over silly things for upmanship
A brew that can end
a dispute between Ram and Rahim
in a no-win situation.
waging war for the last decades,
A brew that can solve
difficult chess puzzles
between two old friendly foes.
A brew that can never become
a storm in a tea-cup!]
--The End—
copyright@ ManoharBhatia.
All rights are reserved.
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
This unusual poem was written, when I was having my morning cup of tea in my house.Short Poem On :::: "Tea"}
[Short Poem On ::: “Tea”]
[A morning cup of drink
wakes up a man from his slumber
What an invigorating drink
Mother Nature gives to a plumber
For leaking taps, tops, toilets & pipes,
Which he immediately sets right
in front of your eyes at site.
A concoction that washes away blues
of children going to school
so that subjects remain glued
in their tiny heads.
A brew that brings many unknown faces
to allay fears, doubts, anxieties
vanish like a ghost without trace
and cultivate everlasting friendships.
A mixture that brings quarrelling couples
Man and woman fighting
over silly things for upmanship
A brew that can end
a dispute between Ram and Rahim
in a no-win situation.
waging war for the last decades,
A brew that can solve
difficult chess puzzles
between two old friendly foes.
A brew that can never become
a storm in a tea-cup!]
--The End—
copyright@ ManoharBhatia.
All rights are reserved.
[A morning cup of drink
wakes up a man from his slumber
What an invigorating drink
Mother Nature gives to a plumber
For leaking taps, tops, toilets & pipes,
Which he immediately sets right
in front of your eyes at site.
A concoction that washes away blues
of children going to school
so that subjects remain glued
in their tiny heads.
A brew that brings many unknown faces
to allay fears, doubts, anxieties
vanish like a ghost without trace
and cultivate everlasting friendships.
A mixture that brings quarrelling couples
Man and woman fighting
over silly things for upmanship
A brew that can end
a dispute between Ram and Rahim
in a no-win situation.
waging war for the last decades,
A brew that can solve
difficult chess puzzles
between two old friendly foes.
A brew that can never become
a storm in a tea-cup!]
--The End—
copyright@ ManoharBhatia.
All rights are reserved.
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Posted: Apr 2015
About this poem:
This unusual poem was written, when I was having my morning cup of tea in my house.
An Herbal Tea
I just first sampled a healthy tea
Acknowleged to be the cat's meaw
It reeks of grass and tastes like crap
And it makes one feel like a cow
Acknowleged to be the cat's meaw
It reeks of grass and tastes like crap
And it makes one feel like a cow
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Posted: May 2015
Post Comment
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.
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Posted: Aug 2015
Post Comment
Jello United States
I started it on Monday
A blue layer of jello
Tuesday was red jello
Wednesday was green jello
And Thursday was yellow jello
So I took the knife and carved around the mold
The mold was of the 48 states
It came out in a nice piece
I ate California, Oregon, Washington
Also parts of Arizona, Nevada, Montana, and Idaho
I'll eat my way east
Till I eat the eastern states
Like Florida and Virginia
So many yummy states to eat
And made better with some cool whip!
A blue layer of jello
Tuesday was red jello
Wednesday was green jello
And Thursday was yellow jello
So I took the knife and carved around the mold
The mold was of the 48 states
It came out in a nice piece
I ate California, Oregon, Washington
Also parts of Arizona, Nevada, Montana, and Idaho
I'll eat my way east
Till I eat the eastern states
Like Florida and Virginia
So many yummy states to eat
And made better with some cool whip!
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Posted: Feb 2016
About this poem:
I have a mold of the 48 states that shows the outline of each state in the jello mold.
What? Manna Again?
W-H-A-T ???
Manna Again ?
I MEAN
R-E-A-L-L-Y
How Many Ways
Can You Prepare
Manna ?
Manna Again ?
I MEAN
R-E-A-L-L-Y
How Many Ways
Can You Prepare
Manna ?
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
Exodus 164 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, ...
JUNK FOOD
YOU SAY YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT IT; BUT YOU CANNOT! IF YOU ARE WITHOUT THESE YUMMIES FOR MORE THAN TWO DAYS,YOU WILL NOT WALK, BUT TROT; TO YOUR LOCAL SUPER MART, AND COLLECT ALL THE GOODIES THAT YOU CRAVE FOR! ONCE YOU FILL UP; YOU WILL BE READY FOR ALL THAT LIFE HAS IN STORE! MY FAVORITE IS M#MS PEANUTS! I CANNOT GO WITHOUT THEM! I EVEN TALK TO THEM WHILE I"M ENJOYING THEIR GOODNESS! MY CATS ARE IN AWE OF ME AS I WIPE UP ANY THAT HAVE TOUCHED THE GROUND; FOR IF THEY ATE ONE; IT WOULD MAKE THEM EXTREMELY ILL, AND LIKEWISE FOR ME FOR I SHALL ALWAYS PROTECT THEM AT WILL! SO WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE? THERE ARE SO MANY TO CHOOSE! DO WHAT I DO; SNACK OUT ONCE A WEEK; AND YOU WILL HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!
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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
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 combination with
So whatever your fillet
batter, batch, or consternation
easy on the spice, kid
4 every flower needs 2 attract at
(at) least a coupla bugs
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 combination with
So whatever your fillet
batter, batch, or consternation
easy on the spice, kid
4 every flower needs 2 attract at
(at) least a coupla bugs
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Posted: May 2016
Post CommentYelping
I love to complain
And resturants are fun to pick on
I go to the yelp website and just look for bad reviews
I used to work at Hardee's
So I have a lot of empathy for anyone working in the food service
Complaining about work, spent a lot of time on that
Mostly with dealing with difficult people
Every four years I complain about the presidential candidates
This year Hillary gets tops for complaints
She even has a movie made about her
Most of it focuses on the history of the democratic party
Trump is the best speaker, but not voting for a republican
If I had to pick a worst president of my life time
Ronald Reagan
Sometimes I get carried away with complaining
"Would you like some cheese with your whine?"
And resturants are fun to pick on
I go to the yelp website and just look for bad reviews
I used to work at Hardee's
So I have a lot of empathy for anyone working in the food service
Complaining about work, spent a lot of time on that
Mostly with dealing with difficult people
Every four years I complain about the presidential candidates
This year Hillary gets tops for complaints
She even has a movie made about her
Most of it focuses on the history of the democratic party
Trump is the best speaker, but not voting for a republican
If I had to pick a worst president of my life time
Ronald Reagan
Sometimes I get carried away with complaining
"Would you like some cheese with your whine?"
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Posted: Jul 2016
About this poem:
I was looking up some resturarants on Yelp. I love to eat out. Tomarrow I am going to UNO's in Platteville and get a large deep dish pizza with sausage, pepperoni, mushrooms, and green olives with five sides of guacamole.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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