I love how Robert Brewer describes a “doodle poem” in his April 8th prompt: “So for a poem, I’m thinking this could start off as something small that stays small or builds to epic proportions.” On reading this prompt, almost at once I thought of cooking a meal. It may start leisurely enough but inevitably… Continue reading Doodling Supper (NPM ’16-Day 10)
My thing to eat Not too sweet and not too savory not a bread and not a cake. Not a square and not a doughnut in a pan of cups must bake. To your basic butter, flour sugar, eggs and leavening you can add whatever’s handy you can add most anything! Muesli, wheat germ, bran,… Continue reading My thing to eat (NPM ’16-Day 7)
I love the one-little-word SIMPLIFY, Linda Kulp's word that we are exploring this week. (I think I will chose it one of these years.) I love a clean counter top in my kitchen, my desk cleaned off at the end of the day, Friday afternoons when all my house surfaces gleam after dusting. I love… Continue reading Fine Dining
A couple of weeks ago, I found inspiration for a couple of poems in response to the found photo prompts at Laura Shovan's blog (where the fun continues). A photo of a "Loaded baked potato" was the prompt for February 14th. That photo plus the fact it was Valentine's Day and love sonnets were in… Continue reading Sonnet to a Potato
I love the garburator that is part of the sink apparatus in our townhouse. Love it, but rarely use it now because we've been asked not to in favor of collecting our organic scraps for recycling and conserving water. (For those not familiar with this gadget, you run water as you feed organic stuff down… Continue reading Kitchen monster
Thanksgiving Lunch at the Mennonite Church We’ve been smelling coffee for a while now as the sermon drones on and on but finally it’s benediction time and “Thanks for the food we are about to partake. Amen.” Old and young crowd down the stairs to the warm, fragrant basement claim chairs at the long table… Continue reading Thanksgiving Lunch at the Mennonite Church
Mercy is one of those words we bandy about so freely in Christian culture, it becomes almost invisible. I gained a fresh appreciation of its richness when I looked it up in the dictionary before writing this post: Mercy: 1. Kind or compassionate treatment of an offender, adversary, prisoner etc. in one's power; compassion where… Continue reading SJT – Mercy (In the DNA)
When life hands you a lemon You are not holding a mistake reject, or serene yellow egg but a blonde grenade that explodes puckering sour all through your mouth acid that pales pear, apple and peach squeeze that brings to attention potato, souvlaki, calamari. Its zesty shrapnel trademarks loaf and pie, square, drop and tart.… Continue reading When life hands you a lemon
Welcome to April and National Poetry month! What are you planning to do to celebrate poetry this month? Read more poetry? You could start by subscribing to The Writer's Almanac and/or Your Daily Poem to get a new poem emailed to you each morning. Write more poems? Several websites deliver a new poetry prompt each… Continue reading National Poetry Month #eatingpoetry
Two halves A bigger half is mathematician’s impossibility. But such a thing when cutting pie ever a probability. © 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) **************** Today, January 23rd, is National Pie Day! I'm sure the Pie Council won't have a problem with prolonging the celebrations into Poetry Friday. The little poem (above) was… Continue reading Two halves
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