Friday, May 24, 2019
Haiku Friday: Lunch
People labor over dinner-- for whatever reason, it is the meal people worry over the most, and most often share with those close to them.
Breakfast wants attention, but doesn't always get it. No one really thinks it is the "most important meal of the day," and lots of people ignore it entirely.
Lunch is somewhere in the middle (in more ways than one). I have been all over the map regarding lunch in the course of my life. Right now, it is usually pretty utilitarian: I need food and so I go to a place that sells food and buy some. Then I eat it.
But, at other times in my life lunch has borne more significance. I would love to get back to that, actually.
Let's haiku about lunch-- what you eat, who you share it with, what it means, maybe the best one of your life.
Here, I will go first:
Texas barbecue
Eaten on the back porch, hot
Gotta love Vitek's.
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable formula and have some fun!
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Italian Alps, home
of distant family, June:
Long tables loaded,
wild boar stew, fresh -- Love --
polenta gorgonzola --
Surprise -- tomatoes,
greens -- Warmth -- pasta, new
peas, new family, fizzy
water, wine and wine --
Flowers -- Laughter --
chocolate, pears, parmesan.
Cannot recreate . . .
of distant family, June:
Long tables loaded,
wild boar stew, fresh -- Love --
polenta gorgonzola --
Surprise -- tomatoes,
greens -- Warmth -- pasta, new
peas, new family, fizzy
water, wine and wine --
Flowers -- Laughter --
chocolate, pears, parmesan.
Cannot recreate . . .
I eat at my desk
Bland food from a cardboard box
Blank stare, my mind drifts
To another lunch
Meat, cheese, bread, wine, and my love
In the Tuscan sun.
We laughed and dined there
Time was no concern of ours
Just in the moment
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Bland food from a cardboard box
Blank stare, my mind drifts
To another lunch
Meat, cheese, bread, wine, and my love
In the Tuscan sun.
We laughed and dined there
Time was no concern of ours
Just in the moment
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