Open Poetry #4 |
Thanksgiving Turkey (repost from #3 for the holiday) |
RSEvans Senior Member
since 1999-10-23
Posts 1147Tulsa, OK, USA |
Originally this was posted in OF#3 as a response to a challange by Blondie. I thought with the holiday approaching it might be appropriate: How fondly I remember That sweltering Autumn day It was late Novemeber On Thanksgiving Day. The family had gathered round With covered dishes in hand Sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie, Turkey of course and ham. The smells came from the kitchen Wafting on the breeze To where cousin Scott and I were In mud up to our knees. How fond life is at twelve years old When nothing seems to matter Except how devious you can be When stealing a large food platter. Through the crowded house we crept Not meeting a single eye Til quietly in the kitchen Where the Turkey caught our eye. Up we crept to the table Quiet as two mice First we snatched the brazen bird The beginning of our vice. Then Scott spotted the pumpkin pie And up to it he snuck Removed from the window sill Like silent lightning struck. Through the pantry out the door We made of with our theft An entire turkey and a pie Sneakily we crept. First we heard a big dog bark, And then an awful shout Rang out across the early dark To where we had gone out. The family rushed and gathered round With our spoils we were caught Scott had half a turkey leg in hand And a stain of pie on his snout. I had most of a sandwich made From turkey and pie crust, The pie insides were of course gone Cause neatness was a must. Grandma barked and Mother stared, Aunt Doris was dismayed, We had destroyed the turkey And left mud the entire way. Then they all began to laugh As if our crime was funny. Remembering it now their laughter is More precious to me than money. ------------------ Once I was brilliant, now I no longer shine, but the twinkle in my eye speaks of another time. |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
I keep hearing abut this pumpkin pie but what on earth does it taste like???..Can someone send a poor brit a sample...LOL...ok, guess I ought to expand my culinary expertise and go and make some...I'm presuming it's a dessert, I only mention it so I know whether to make gravy or pour cream on it...ooops Nicely written RS.. HUGS ------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Thanks for reposting this, RS. This is such a fun poem for the holiday! ------------------ Denise |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Ah, those childhood memories! This is a fun one. Rainbow....what is pumpkin pie? Pumpkin pie is God's love, mixed with a lover's first kiss, blended with the first day of Spring, mixed with the passion of the innocent, the beauty of a sunrise and the smell of freshly cut hay. It is a Bocelli concert, a child's first laugh and a lover's sigh after a passionate embrace. In other words, it's GOOD!!! |
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RSEvans Senior Member
since 1999-10-23
Posts 1147Tulsa, OK, USA |
Thanks guys...I know that most of you read this before. I put it here for Thanksgiving. ------------------ Once I was brilliant, now I no longer shine, but the twinkle in my eye speaks of another time. |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
RS....wonderful poem....and I am cousin Scott yanno?...LOL>...this does bring back memories of Thanksgivings and mischievious days gone by.....thank you..... |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
How many can I order????...Oooops Greedy me..*g* Sorry, my sense of humour.. HUGS ------------------ There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it... |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I love those little memories that bring a smile to your face |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Funny! This has to be brought up for Thanksgiving! Elizabeth You cling to your ways and leave mine to me. Suum cuique. ~Elizabeth |
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