Friday, June 28, 2013
Haiku Friday: Summer foods
It's now summer, and what we eat changes in the summer. What is it you love? I'll go first:
A simple pasta,
Eaten outside with laughter...
The true fruit ripens.
Now it is your turn! Just make it 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables, and bring it on!
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There's really only
one true summer food, my friend:
Crabs. And then more crabs.
one true summer food, my friend:
Crabs. And then more crabs.
# posted by 
: 3:26 PM
: 3:26 PM
Hot dog on grill.
Sizzle and pop. We know what
they made of. Who cares.
Not gourmet, not
organic. Not hip like your
delicatessens.
Who cares!
Heat from above,
heat from the grill.
Throw on a dog. Who cares!
Beer.
Sizzle and pop. We know what
they made of. Who cares.
Not gourmet, not
organic. Not hip like your
delicatessens.
Who cares!
Heat from above,
heat from the grill.
Throw on a dog. Who cares!
Beer.
Bucket brown wood plain
Inside it a metal belly
Salt-covered ice.Crank!
Cream from a cowy
Starlet,perfumed berry,sugar
All worked up lather
Beneficent thing
Of childhood dreams conical
Tongue savors each foray.
You are cream,you are
Iced,you are ambrosial.
Eyes closed,I am here.Now.
Inside it a metal belly
Salt-covered ice.Crank!
Cream from a cowy
Starlet,perfumed berry,sugar
All worked up lather
Beneficent thing
Of childhood dreams conical
Tongue savors each foray.
You are cream,you are
Iced,you are ambrosial.
Eyes closed,I am here.Now.
Eva wore tomatahs
In Eden,the fresh enticing scent
As corsages on bosoms.
Between tenderly
Place soft mozzarella rounds
And dewy basil fronds.
Caprese,my love,get thee
Into my mouth.Melt there 'til
Summer be consumated.
In Eden,the fresh enticing scent
As corsages on bosoms.
Between tenderly
Place soft mozzarella rounds
And dewy basil fronds.
Caprese,my love,get thee
Into my mouth.Melt there 'til
Summer be consumated.
# posted by : 2:49 PM
: 2:49 PM
Once I made strawberries
Crushed,sugared,biscuit mountain
Atop pillows whipped
Cream,gave it to Sal.
"Here's your strawberry,Shortcake,"
Joked I.Where doesn't the sunshine?
Crushed,sugared,biscuit mountain
Atop pillows whipped
Cream,gave it to Sal.
"Here's your strawberry,Shortcake,"
Joked I.Where doesn't the sunshine?
# posted by : 3:27 PM
: 3:27 PM
Listen Osler--now u see why I always need to say: Geoffrey sucks.
Geoff knows I am height
Challenged. Would that I had been
Born with mustang legs.
I have told him once
twice in the fifteen years we
Cohabitated B4 dating
Geoff knows I am height
Challenged. Would that I had been
Born with mustang legs.
I have told him once
twice in the fifteen years we
Cohabitated B4 dating
# posted by : 3:35 PM
: 3:35 PM
New blueberries and
raspberries under white clouds
of honeyed yogurt --
Summer ambrosia
on the Minnesota porch
ends this perfect day.
raspberries under white clouds
of honeyed yogurt --
Summer ambrosia
on the Minnesota porch
ends this perfect day.
On Minnesota’s
North Superior Lake shore
It’s undeclared war.
Me and the black bear
Enter contest to consume
Wild red strawberries.
North Superior Lake shore
It’s undeclared war.
Me and the black bear
Enter contest to consume
Wild red strawberries.
Christine,
I'm looking forward to some of those "blistered skin," "puffy white pillows" between graham crackers, accompanied by good chocolate this coming weekend. Your words made me extra hungry for them. Hope you have some too.
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I'm looking forward to some of those "blistered skin," "puffy white pillows" between graham crackers, accompanied by good chocolate this coming weekend. Your words made me extra hungry for them. Hope you have some too.
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