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Poetry

Murdered at the wedding feast

Note to the reader – No one was harmed in the creation of this poem 🙂

It seemed that all was looking well

as the bride made her way down the aisle

and the vows were said with grace

the decorations made the hall look swell

As her bridesmaids escorted her in style to a hall,

where food of Heston Blumenthal ,

was served up in a most grand place

on silver platters Wall to Wall.

All seemed well, till after the dance

and the cooks brought in the wedding cake

the hotel located by a railway line

All would be well, you would thought the chance

as an express went past the floor began to shake

and tiers of the cake, began to fall

they saved three tiers – but what of the rest? was it fine?

ask the page boys under the table where it sat by the wall

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Acrostic Food Poetry

By the Hundreds

#SocS #Bythehundreds #Sweet

Hundreds and Thousands : Stock Photo from Dissolve

Held in a container and kept

Up on the same shelf as the glace cherries

Numerous sweet strands wait for the

Day they decend on the fairy cakes

Rainbow Rebellion? no…more like decoration

Each one looking forward to the

Decadent day they add a spot of colour to the

Sweet icing they land on

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Acrostic Animals

Creature in the House

#Animal #Acrostic #Poetry #Writeclub

Salford, 15th June 2020

Chocolate munching reptile

having a field day in the house he is!

arriving on a mission – to empty larder cupboards –

munching on oranges, strawberries and lemons

even limes take his sweet tooth to 7th Heaven

Lemon sorbet’s and Chocolate cake can’t

escape his grasp

of course – it would be easier if you can see him – it’s

not that easy when he’s disappeared into the woodwork

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Poetry

Shutdown

#FFFC

Salford/Manchester, 26th may 2020

Shopfront – Image by  Joshua Koblin at Unsplash.com


I remember this place

a little place in the hustle and bustle

of Manchester’s metropolis

dropping in, and picking up lunch

a pastie or a turnover

that i saved for after morning seminars

in a quiet place of greenery

they survived the goings on,

the marches, the protests, the vandalism

even the bomb couldn’t keep them away

but then the banks made a plea of poverty

and the store had to close for the day.

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Poetry

San-san

Wrapped up in Marzipan

this ever special bake

isn’t a mince-pie

that’s something that isn’t a flan

but definitely what you would call a cake

filled with fruit that’s full of flavour

and perfect for all the family to try

a pudding that everyone will savour

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Acrostic Food Poetry

Layer

#FOWC #Layer #Food

Salford 11th August 2019

Another foodie poem from inky in response to fandango’s latest one word prompt

Lovingly created by the bakery

A coming together of three flavours

Years of expertise – combining pistachio, lemon, and strawberry

Enveloping them in a creamy butter icing

Rich ? depends what your palette says

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Poetry

mystery ii

Salford 30th March 2019

#freedomofexpression #iscriblr #mystery

a response to iscriblrs wonderful mystery challenge…enjoy.

A strange thing happened the other night

Under the cover of dark

Something with a sweet tooth paid us a call

He snook into the kitchen, without giving us a fright

And sitting down at my birthday cake, he did park

Having eaten his slice, he went out the door

Lighting up the kitchen , as he passed by the walls

And leaving a trail of cake crumbs on the floor

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Food Poetry

Eccles Cakes

Salford, 12th February 2019

Filled to the brim

with wonderful fruit

your average kid ponders

how they can squeeze so much

into something smaller than a scone

Wall to wall raisins

sit side by side

in their sleeping bag

of flaky pastry

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Food Home Photography

Challenge 30 – No10

Food…..or should I say Foooood!

I could be some time with this particular part of the challenge !(sic)

I mean where to begin – I’m a bit of a foodie. I enjoy my food – not just the meats but the pasta and vegetables as well. Christmas time sees a smorgasbord of delights, from Spiced Ham to cheesy pasta bakes – not forgetting of course Christmas pudding and Battenburg Cake

My Nephews are partial to a bit of Jelly and custard at Christmas, and for the adults aside from the Christmas pud, there’s usually the Content for a trifle on the go. But this year they helped make something really special – a tray of gingerbread men…now I don’t know if any of them escaped the Christmas table but one or two of them definitely did a disappearing act…

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Food Pleasures writing

Almond and Raspberry Bake

#Threewords #Food #Baking

8th September 2018

I was never a fan of almonds as a child

come to think of it – i never liked any nut if it was still in its shell.

it might have had something to do with the way you could never break them open

after the joys of unwrapping presents and the christmas lunch there was always the pain of cracking them open with a small hammer

and the feel of shards of broken shell inside your mouth.

So i avoided them in my youth – picking them out of my portions of fruitcake, watching what kind of fudge i was eating – that kind of thing.

Marzipan was public enemy No 1

even the favorite chinese was scrutinised for the phrase “May contain Nuts”

funny thing was i’d eat everything else – even chillis in a curry.

Till one day coming home from college – i’d entered a cafeteria nearby for a warm drink before catching the tram home.  I liked the look of the cake in the display so i ordered a piece….”Almond and Raspberry Bake ?” – The chef asked

Errr…”Yes Please”….I Paused….”Just a small slice”

My mind got transported to being ten again. I’d just ordered edible dynamite.

The hot chocolate wafted under my nose….I couldn’t leave it

I broke off a bit with the fork and swiftly started to eat,

It was different to my childhood memory – not grainy or sharp – and what’s more – it was sweet….with the raspberry jam, it was like eating a raspberry sponge…and it made the hot chocolate taste nicer in a way

By the time i’d finished my drink – the plate in front of me was empty

The edible dynamite – hadn’t exploded

So i paid my bill – and decided to celebrate

“Can i have another slice of that – for the way home please ?”