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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Slowly stir the boiling brew, With fresh bit of meat a stew, Onion, pepper, no carrot Which at the store I forgot. Pot of trouble boils double. Flour, water, and some oil, Baking bread in midst of boil; The window is covered in steam Aroma build to the dream Pot of trouble boils double. The bread has become crusty, The potatoes are mushy, Now I sit to eat alone, Within this cell that’s my home. Gloom |
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Lady Ollyne Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 337East Coast |
Feasting Feast awaits you, Sir of Gloom Candles lit to shadow room Courses six, the first of tease Tempting hunger, sweet to please. Waiting lips to taste the night. Second course delights to touch Softened warmth to melt, not much Yet comes the third, tougher still Thy tongue dost need, taste of swill. Waiting lips to taste the Knight. Other courses stay the time Holding court your love of rhyme This feast night spent has no cost Gloom, feed 'til the hungers lost... Lady Ollyne...enjoyed your style sonnet "O, learn to read what silent love hath writ: To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
"Within this cell that’s my home." geesh... *whew*.... i know this feeling you've got a way with words, sliced, diced, and mixed up, poured out into a delectable read |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
they could use you on the survivor show the chef had trouble making rice ha..Good one Professor..  A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Lady Ollyne, You poetic response in kind Shows the talent and spirit within you. Thank you, doreen peri, I am pleased you like my way with words Thank you, Victoria, Although I count myself a survivor I doubt that I would last long in that Personality competition. Glad you liked my poem. Gloom |
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kcsgrandma Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1522Presque Isle, ME |
Sounds like a great supper, except for the being alone part. I could smell that bread baking. Mmmmmmm! To love another person is to see the face of God. - Les Miserables Marilyn |
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