Originally posted in Goodreads.com’s poetry News letter – enjoy
The master craftsman sits
with instruments to hand.
He looks at ingredients
and begins to stand
No Wood or Iron or Marble or Stone
Eggs , Flour, Sugar and Spices the tone
Chopping up flavours from east and from west
to create a dish that he knows taste the best
he’s took his time gradually
learning his skill
in a very busy kitchen
he’s no time to kill
but he’ll produce summat tasty
from ingredients by th’dish
by preparing the veggies, the spices and fish
and what’s more is he’ll stand wi’ ingredients he’s got
and create his dish in just one pot
and while it’s in th’oven
he’ll dive, duck and lunge
to create up an afters
a custard wi Sponge.
