#100 POETRY =

#100 POETRY =
By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

A Couple of Goodbye Las Vegas Buffets ? Limericks

Time to get back to humor.

The pandemic has affected our eating,

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Thanksgiving, 2019

 

:  personal photo

 

Cranberry sauce and spiral ham.

Cheese

Orange, yellow, white
Milk of cow or goat
Made within the mold

Farewell Poem for Kitchen

House empty, I’m in
the pilot light, an eye unblunk in the stove
that yawns, I remember,
the delicious and burnt feasts I cooked here
wearing only my drawers, small breasts
pulled down by gravity, water spurts that slashed
and sizzled nude skin, split carrots
that thundered in the quiet, in the dead of night
I’d cut chives, brew saffron,
steam would dry out my eyes I recall

#100 POETRY =

#100 POETRY =
By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

Sandwich Delight

I love to eat
It is no lie
On wheat or rye

Diamante: Taste

Taste

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Sugar

Luscious, delicious

Black-Top Scrambled Eggs

We met on the playground black-top
Amidst the chaos of elementary school recess.
You served me a face-full of asphalt,
With a side-dish stiff-arm clothesline,
So pungent “The Rock” could smell what you were cookin’.
And I’ll be damned if that wasn’t
The worlds most delectable dish of dirt.

Soup – haiku

 

An artisan loaf
with beer and warming soup
cannot be beaten

Toast – haiku

Heaven – likened to
Hot buttered toast following
Fasting day diets

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Cup in hand
Walking through
The cold twilight
Into my boyhood

A Meal.

Shaking hands prepared this meal,
Shaking hands finish this meal.

Mother and Daughter
Eat in hushed silence
Mother and Daughter
A suspense, turbulent.