Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Food

"If you can't feed a hundred people, then feed just one"---Mother Teresa

"So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being."---Franz Kafka

"Animals are my friends.....and I don't eat my friends"---George Bernard Shaw

"Wine is bottled poetry"---Robert Louis Stevenson



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Midweek Motif ~ Food

Today I want you to write about "Food" you like or even dislike.

You may deal with pure food items or recipes in your own way or spice it up with figures of speech, various poetic devices.

Have fun!

Here is some food for thought:



The Health-Food Diner

by Maya Angelou

The Health-Food Diner
No sprouted wheat and soya shoots
And Brussels in a cake,
Carrot straw and spinach raw,
(Today, I need a steak).

Not thick brown rice and rice pilaw
Or mushrooms creamed on toast,
Turnips mashed and parsnips hashed,
(I'm dreaming of a roast).

Health-food folks around the world
Are thinned by anxious zeal,
They look for help in sea food kelp
(I count on breaded veal).

No smoking signs, raw mustard greens,
Zucchini by the ton,
Uncooked kale and bodies frail
Are sure to make me run

to

Loins of pork and chicken thighs
And standing rib, so prime,
Pork chops brown and fresh groundround
(I crave them all the time).

Irish stews and boiled corned beef
and hot dogs by the scores,
or any place that saves a space
For making carnivores.


Fame Is A Fickle Food

by Emily Dickinson

Fame is a fickle food
Upon a shifting plate
Whose table once a 
Guest but not
The second time is set

Whose crumbs the crows inspect
And with ironic caw
Flap past it to the Farmer's corn--
Men eat of it and die.


Sonnet 75

by William Shakespeare

So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet seasoned showers to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found:
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure;
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight,
And by and by clean starved for a look,
Possessing or pursuing no delight
Save what is had, or must from you be took.
      Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
      Or gluttoning on all, or all away.


Oysters

by Seamus Heaney

Our shells clacked on the plate.
My tongue was a filling estuary.
My palate hung with starlight:
As I tasted the salty Pleiades
Orion dipped his foot into the water.
Alive and violated,
They lay on their bed of ice:
Bivalves: the split bulb
And philandering sigh of ocean
Millions of them ripped and shucked and scattered.
We had driven to that coast
Through flowers and limestone
And there we were, toasting friendship,
Laying down a perfect memory
In the cool of thatch and crockery.
Over the Alps, packed deep in hay and snow,
The Romans hauled their oysters south to Roam:
I saw damp panniers disgorge
The frond-lipped, brine-stung
Glut of privilege
And was angry that my trust could not repose
In the clear light, like poetry or freedom
Leaning in from sea. I ate the day
Deliberately, that its tang
Might quicken me all into verb, pure verb.


Please share your new poem using Mr. linky below and visit others in the spirit of the community.

                              (Next week Susan's Midweek Motif will be Mountain)



                                                   

26 comments:

  1. Hey everyone,

    Wooo hooooo :D its time for Midweek Motif :D sharing my poem "Food for thought" hope you guys like it :D


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. Thank you for the dish of the day - we took a sideways route around it (as ever)...love the Kafka quote especially thank you

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  3. Good morning, Friends! It will be fun to feast on some delicious poetry these coming days!

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  4. This one just eased into my mind with such a fun feeling, hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it

    much love...

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  5. Good poetry to ingest this week.
    Cheers

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  6. Hello, friends. I am linking and running this morning but will make the rounds this afternoon........have to go out for a couple of hours. Back soon.

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  7. Hello everyone! sorry for the delay in commenting, I am currently working on my final project for my Literature class at University. will get to your poems by tonight and tomorrow. lots of writing to do! :(

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  8. Good day all - another poem from personal experience.

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  9. Greetings, everyone! I hope you had a good break. Happy New Year, I look to all of your offerings on this banquet of a theme.

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  10. Hello everyone, this is my first posting, here, with a poetic metaphor, of my healing journey, with abuse and mental illness.

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    1. Welcome to PU and thanks for the beautiful poem :)

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    2. Want to welcome you Therisa. Poet's United is a wonderful supportive community of poets.

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  11. Hi! Am sorry I have added myself twice. Please delete the link at No. 18 and retain the one at No. 19. Deeply regret the inconvenience caused. Shall be careful next time.

    And of course! Eager to savour all the dishes garnished with poetic charm!!

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  12. Oh dear, I have tried and tried today, but cannot write a new poem. Sigh. I've been trying to imagine what the bread and wine would say at The Last Supper. It's going nowhere (and that may be good). I usually put off reading Midweek Motif poems until I have a new one of my own. If only I had saved the pear and chocolate poem--but that would have been cheating. I would know. So, for the first time in forever, I am going to read yours and not provide one of my own. I'm glad you are all here.

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    1. Wait! I got an idea from nuwan's poem! That picture made me think of the opposite--like that moment in the film Victor Victoria when she is starving outside the restaurant ... and pictures of refugees with way too little. So, it's not a funny poem, but it is short and a little sweet.

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    2. It's great Susan..loved the call, " Come in and feast on wine and bread."

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  14. Thank you Sumana for this delicious prompt!
    All the quotes are very beautiful!

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  15. Joining you for this prompt ~ Hi everyone and thanks Sumana ~

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  16. Thanks friends for the sumptuous meal, really enjoyed the variety :)

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