Dish of the Day (with thanks to Mr Fluffy)

May 16, 2013 at 3:29 pm (literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, Stories) (, , , , , , )

An inauspicious start to this impermanent sunny morning:
concocted reality spooned from thin cardboard,
depressed tv chewing and spitting its non-events,
clagging milk onto sour grapes.


No more faffing, jiggering, pottering.
Filled with organic vigour and creative biscuits,
for lunch I will emerge a new dish
available for one day only:
a glorious tasty sandwich
of my scorpion and the moon.



  1. Julia Dean-Richards said,

    Mr Fluffy aka Duncan Sparrow lives here

  2. julespaige said,

    Scorpions are so misunderstood…
    As are many things that sting.
    Now if the moon is made of green cheese…Tastey!

    • Julia Dean-Richards said,

      You are right Jules, about stinging things. I used to look after honey bees, and their qualities are fascinating. I suppose the thing is to be able to balance life, so the sting is countered by… whatever. I take my scorpion seriously, but there was a full moon on the day of my birth, and the combination of the two presents bizarre poetic possibilities.

      • julespaige said,

        I don’t know about a full moon, but my ‘sign’ is Scorpio…
        Balance is a tricky thing even when everything seems to be going well.
        One of our children was born on a full moon. 🙂

  3. Julia Dean-Richards said,

    Ah ha, November is an interesting month in which to be born. Don’t you think?

  4. nobodysreadingme said,

    clagging milk into sour grapes… Neat. And ta ever so for the deication and headsup.

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