Cooking

May 11, 2014 at 9:20 pm (Poems) (, , , , , )

From our casserole such flavour,
as it’s dipped and spooned and lifted
by nitronic 60 slivers;
from our casserole, such flavour
as it stirs we’ll taste and savour,
coaxed, encouraged, fed and gifted;
from our casserole such flavour:
to new kitchens we have shifted.

In our stew there is a stirring,
time to season our endeavour,
simmered confidence emerging.
In our stew there is a stirring,
definitions changed by learning.
Add some zest and if we’re clever
in our stew there is a stirring:
time to season our endeavour.

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Recipe

September 10, 2012 at 8:03 pm (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , )

One cup of half-baked naivety
aproned up in short pants
following instructions
cooked up by our favourite
kitchen celebrities
add cream dream reality
beaten up and over heated
with egg on our faces
provide food for thought
to finish us off
and there you have it –
cynicism on a plate de dum!

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