A challenge to write a poem about food. You'll note I'm writing as they come to me. Sorry for cluttering your bandwidth! It's good therapy!
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| dad baked up a storm in the good old days Ray Jilks (1925 – 2007) |
FOOD
for the soul
comfort food
old family recipes
written in my late mother's script
disciplined cursive writing
a gift to my husband
chilli's richness warms me all afternoon
sustenance for mind, body and soul
Sunday roast beef
Dad's Yorkshire pudding
glowing in the oven
his warm arms carry me
even as I carried him
through his death and dying
sustenance for mind, body and soul
Sunday night popcorn
explodes in the kitchen
while Disney's stars
explode on screen
sustenance for mind, body and soul
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| Nanny AKA Anne Butt (1888 – 1978) |
far back in time
Nanny basting her turkey
safe in the bosom of her extended family
now a discomforting thought
Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter
the experience visceral in my memory
sustenance for mind, body and soul
smell the bread baking
daddy having kneaded it
we all needed it to fill holiday spirits
it's goodness fills my heart
Chelsea ring
sticky buns
coffee cake
sustenance for mind, body and soul
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| The last supper in 2005 |
mom and dad prepare our meal
such delicious memories
fresh in my mind
the food may change
but the traditions remain the same
sustenance for mind, body and soul
these memories sustain me
even as traditions change
the menu changes
the love remains
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| Every Sunday night: Disney and popcorn! |
5 comments:
It's so beautiful ... :')
Now I'm hungry.
What a comforting poem that catches how special family recipes/meals can be! The years go by, and yet, you can remember a special meal so well, as if it was yesterday....
A lot of my family memories involve holidays and food. - Margy
Great poem that brings back good memories and good times when you were young and secure in your parents care.
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