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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

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Cooking Food Fruit Garden Treat Treats

Garden Apple Pie

 

A San-San By Brian F Kirkham (Inky)

 

The branches against the household wall

holds fruit that’s ripening for a pie

blackberry stems bring fruit with flavour this season

that answers to the pastries call

over with envy the birds do fly

could this be why it cooks with haste ?

depriving the feathered hunters a reason

to head for the window to grab a taste

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Colours Fruit Nursery Rhymes Poetry

Plum

Plum

Master jack horner’s favourite fruit

who when he was younger liked it to boot

served up with custard and pastry in a pie

but now he is older, new recipes he’ll try

Putting the fruit inside a pan

with spices and vinegar, a sauce is the plan

to serve with a roasted duck for his tea

served up with rice for the whole family

Fragrance of roasted duck in the air

mingles with plum jam and star anise fair

picked from the garden, the purple fruit

now cooking in pan for dinner to suit

But one or two plums are never enough

and the one’s from the market are too soft or too tough

so while duck is cooking, Jack is running amuck

picking up garden plums for his duck

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People Pleasures Poetry

Vanished

a poem in response to the prompt

Vanish

Quite a trick you managed there

disappearing into fresh air

where you’ve gone – I haven’t a clue

but I know exactly what to do

even though you’ve gone – with out a trace

I know what will make you return to place

I’m off to make your favourite pie

and back to the house – soon you will fly.

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Food Poetry Treat Treats

An Ode to apple crumble

O wonderful pudding

with a biscuit – like top

what wonderful delights

will release when you pop

 

sweet bramley apples – softened by fire

with buttery topping – a crumble to inspire

sliced and laid out in a tin foil dish

fulfilling a little lad or lasses’ afters wish

 

and whilst in the oven – sweet flavours combine

custard cooks in pan , on hob, all is fine

but if someone wants it – to fulfil their dream

in freezer’s a tub, of soft scoop ice cream

 

But question of day – are second helpings about

looking towards crumble pan – kids and elders do shout

the second helpings are small, but nobodies flustered

as there’s lots of leftover vanilla custard.