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Poetry

A thought on Flight

#Poetry #Flight #writeclub

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like a host of enthusiastic raindrops

passing the window with colour

like an apple and pear

racing to reach the grass below

like that fruit

falling into a copper pan and resting on a pie crust

like a host of travelling blossoms

moved along by the wind

like a worm dropping

from a newly owned nest

like a bird hopping off a roof

to catch that worm

like a suitcase on a travelator

on a brand new expedition

like a new adventure

under sunny skies, off across the sands

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Cooking Food Fruit Garden Nature

A fruity San-San

#fruit #tree #pie #San-San

Growing against the stone tudor wall

hanging fruit ripens for the pie

coming from the tree but once a season

the fruit answers the cooks call

as over the garden young birds do fly

could this be why its baked with haste

there could be no other plausible reason

to deprive the feathered friends a taste

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Cooking Eating Food Home

Home cooking

#promptuarium #home #cooking

I

Classical scholars

sat in ivory towers

will tell you – being far away

there’s nothing better than

the tastes of home

II

Preparation

for the evening meal

is everything – Peeled and chopped

and ready – for roasting, grilling, baking or boiling

of course – salad greens? just need rinsing and dressing

III

Food Fads ? a kitchen for all tastes

Fish and Chips ? Pie ? or Chicken perhaps ?

brought together with carrots and parsnips

Served up on a plate with greens

or a round bowl with barley as a broth

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Food Poetry

Element

#WWP #Element

Food stuffs have funny names

They usually come from where they first were made

but in some cases – you can get away with it

Lancashire Hotpot can be made in Edinburgh

Yorkshire pudding can be served up in Cardiff

but Meat pie – needs Meat in its core.

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Food Poetry

Something to look forward to

#Baking #food #pie #apple #pudding #writeclub

Salford, 10th June 2020

The preparation seemed endless

the pie dish lined with the finest pastry

rolled out , sugared and buttered

now sat there waiting for the filling

The Smell of Bubbling Bramley apples

merging together with sugar, nutmeg and cinnamon

attracts the local feathered residents

looking longingly past the window glass

dropped into a sweetened parcel

and sealed with a spiced sugared lid

finally toasted together in the oven

served up after the fish and chips

and the perfect accompaniment for it

is spluttering away on a hob

as the smell of fresh vanilla custard

meets with warm apple pie – just the job!

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Colours Food Fruit Poetry

Green Apple

#CYW #GrannysmithApple

Grown out on a fine fruit tree

really sweet taste

expectations – nice in a pie or strudel

enveloped in a parcel of filo with raisins and sultanas or

newly pressed in a juice or in a cider

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Acrostic Autumn Nature Poetry Seasons

Chestnut

#CYW #Chestnut

6th November 2019

Coming from two trees that hold its name

Horse and Sweet varieties exist

Each Autumn kids can be found playing games with conkers

Sweet fare created from the conkers sibling

Tartlets and pies and they’re even used at the Christmas table

Note however – you can’t eat the conker

Unless of course – you happen to be a squirrel

Though its easier if you find one – to plant it for a new tree.

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History Museums Poetry

The terrace at No3

#Octpowrimo #Cobbledstreets #England #Northern #Salford #Lancashire

A piece of poetry by inky, based on the terraced house on Lark Hill Place. A restored Victorian Street in Salford’s Museum and art gallery.

Old building by cobbles,
Oak table , and chairs
Copper kettle boiling on the stove
near to the stairs



Fruit from the Grocers,
cutup and cored,
is ready for the pie bowl
in the oven its stored

Washboard, and Dolly Tub
in Backyard unhooked
ready for washing
that’s been overlooked

And when its been cleaned
and gleaming with pride
they’ll dry on a line
on pegs hanging outside

Cut up apples in a bowl

Sweep by the cobbles

some work is his goal

so he watches the chimney

as the food cooks on coals


And today, family living here
is having them a guest,
so they’ve laid out the cutlery
and porcelain that is best.

Victorian table, set for dinner with Plates for Soup, mains and pudding.
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Acrostic Food Schooldays

Threat

#Fowc #Threat

The words were clear and definite

Hot on the plate – something really horrible

Reality ? If it wasn’t eaten up

Each child knew – they wouldn’t see the

Apple pie with custard

That was delivered after dinner

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Food Poetry

Meat pie

They lined up down the street

For a chance they got one

The kids on the grapevine

Whispering the news

The meat pies are in

The boys from baxendale

Made young men smile

As a waft of meat

Travelled from the chip shop

The meat pies were in

And wrapped up with chips

And a dash of chip shop vinegar

Young lads would follow their dads

Delivering Friday nights tea

The meat pies were in