Eggs fried in butter
Speckled with cayenne pepper
Give heated flavor.
Bland plain old ketchup
Needs some kind of extra kick:
Hot chili peppers.
Poem by Mark Shardine, 2/2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Brew
Time for Some Beer
Foam up to the rim,
Pale colored beer fills your glass
Let it smoothly flow.
Let beer songs ring out
Sing friends’ camaraderie
Then refill your glass.
Mark Shardine, 2009
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
No Wine & Bacon Haiku
No wine for me now
Not that I don't like it, but
No beer or spirits.
I think I'll sample
Something else, that refreshes,
Maybe some fruit juice
Orange or grapefruit
Or some kind of berry juice
With lemon slices
Than perhaps some tea
Matcha brewed to a deep green
Color of pea soup
Later in the day
Clear, chilled mineral water
Sparkling in the glass.
As I take a sip,
I already think about
Tomorrow's coffee.
Wine in the future?
Of course, I will take a glass
Well, maybe next week.
Finally, a bacon Haiku:
Hot greasy bacon
Lets fat drip across your plate
Smoke scents drift upward.
Mark Shardine is a featured poet for 'Cultural Art Expression' and is showing a great talent for writing food poetry!
Not that I don't like it, but
No beer or spirits.
I think I'll sample
Something else, that refreshes,
Maybe some fruit juice
Orange or grapefruit
Or some kind of berry juice
With lemon slices
Than perhaps some tea
Matcha brewed to a deep green
Color of pea soup
Later in the day
Clear, chilled mineral water
Sparkling in the glass.
As I take a sip,
I already think about
Tomorrow's coffee.
Wine in the future?
Of course, I will take a glass
Well, maybe next week.
Finally, a bacon Haiku:
Hot greasy bacon
Lets fat drip across your plate
Smoke scents drift upward.
Mark Shardine is a featured poet for 'Cultural Art Expression' and is showing a great talent for writing food poetry!
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