exquisite alliterations and food
Monday, 15. September 2008, 04:05:15
reveals roads to ridiculous revelations
as soothing scenery assuages soulangst
we will wear our wooley wits wondering...
do dogs of desire drive dreamlives or
can chaos itself create creschendo climaxes,
cooler conscious cosmoses, cerebral and celestial.
chemistry calculations concluded: uncloud.
levitating ladies leave liquid lips languishing
flying fellows fondle even furry fiddleheads
fighting furiously for frontal fortunes
while wishing wanton willows would not weep
past panjandrums predicted pompously that peregrinations
of post bohemian artists produce pictures of specious price.















PainterWoman # 15. September 2008, 11:45
Angeliki # 15. September 2008, 12:38
what a combination,
the rich words tickle my mind ,
and
the delicious food display tells me you wrote the poem after you ate!
I love you meli!
Angeliki # 15. September 2008, 12:40
I will be thinking of you and smile
Bea # 15. September 2008, 13:15
btw, pretty dish!
Nicolas Borgsmidt # 15. September 2008, 17:49
versus
fabulous faceted food fabrication
You´ve entered civilaization again, with a lot of mental energy ,for sure
Martin K # 15. September 2008, 23:36
And like a good poem the mood lingers.
Vegetables and spice has a certain effect on the human body. If the expected effect doesn't occur just add black coffee. That dinner, like a good poem, will return again and again to me even when I get to bed. It's out of control.
I will just have to embrace the power of art. And inhale.
Mahlzeit.
scott cumming # 15. September 2008, 23:52
i really don't know what came over me. these words just wanted to see the light of day i guess... i was barely awake in the morning before coffee even. i was obsessed. strike while the iron is hot, eh?
no, meli meli,
thaks for commenting b... yes it was more like energy from the poem that drove me all day long.
nic,
physical energy too... hey, good one dude...
welcome to my blog mr. kjeldson, glad you could drop by. come again anytime.
Angeliki # 16. September 2008, 00:15
I can not imagine what you will do after a grand Greek meal ..
now this doesn't go to the direction I wanted it to go! ...never mind me
I am laughing again and it is all innocent !
I love the list of the spices,
the list alone reads as a poem,
I wish I was visiting your Restaurant... it must have been something!
Martin K # 16. September 2008, 00:22
scott cumming # 16. September 2008, 00:43
i'm sure you are just as innocent as i am.
i like the sound of velbecomme better... thanks for the translation lesson. i wish i knew all the languages of the world. but life is not long enough for that. don't get me wrong, it's long... but we can't do everything.
Angeliki # 16. September 2008, 00:47
Martin K # 16. September 2008, 00:50
PainterWoman # 16. September 2008, 00:58
Absolutely!
scott cumming # 16. September 2008, 01:27
martin,
i know just how you must feel... germany has been quite a bully for some time now. i just don't get it about them. my grandfather (mother's side) was german-swedish, but i think he was mostly like a swede not a german... although he was a mathematician. germans are good at calculating everything except how much people will take.
even now, i don't think they feel that they have been taken down two pegs; but they have. i do hate it when i generalize.
caught that one eh, pam? yep, otherwise when would anything get done?
Martin K # 16. September 2008, 01:35
Eliane a/k/a Elly # 16. September 2008, 02:51
scott cumming # 16. September 2008, 02:55
mom,
always glad to see you. wish i could share this dish... but...
studio41 # 16. September 2008, 05:34
scott cumming # 16. September 2008, 06:08
studio41 # 16. September 2008, 06:30
scott cumming # 16. September 2008, 07:32
Martin K # 16. September 2008, 10:01
studio41 # 16. September 2008, 22:56
James Dobson always said re: whining, simply to say, "I don't hear whining" and then, ideally, the child would repeat in a normal tone... the whining so grates on my nerves.
scott cumming # 17. September 2008, 00:53
i am a younger brother by one year and i had to whine and tattle just to survive.
studio41 # 17. September 2008, 03:19
rofl
you are right, my girl has gotten a beanie baby just about everytime she takes her dad to the grocery store. haha. tonight they just returned with another pint of B&J and NO BEANIE BABY as I made it clear she would get NO ice-cream if she even asked for one. If they came home with one I promised to return it next day. I'm so mean. I even told her not to even look, just close your eyes. She took me seriously and responded, "How, Mom? I will bump into things when we go down that aisle." I told her I was kidding. They just got home, no beanie baby. Hooray! Progress.
Although I don't know why Joe can't tell her no. I think he's never wanted to actually go through the tantrum in public and have to invariably leave the facility and come home. I've had to do that and it ain't a picnic. PEOPLE STARE, and then some nod, some even offer some comfort. One man at Starbucks said re: my oldest daughter who was crying and fussing, "take it out and shoot it!" I walked up to him with her in my arms after she stopped and said, "Now, say it!" I was so upset. His friend offered graciously, "From a man who's never had children"... I think I'd ignore it now, 15 years later and me better able to handle rudeness, but it's still hard to take that sort of thing. I just feel a sock in my gut and my temples stiffen. Draw a picture of that! haha.
My gang wanted to know what I was up to-- I tell them what I'm writing here... Cakes here wants you to know she has 14 beanie babies! Then she asks, "Is he a penpal of yours?"
Be well, Scott. Thanks for letting me get out my 50,000 words tonight-- my husband thanks you, too.
Martin K # 17. September 2008, 16:20
Nicolas Borgsmidt # 17. September 2008, 20:37
studio41 # 18. September 2008, 01:49
Nicolas Borgsmidt # 18. September 2008, 07:49
studio41 # 18. September 2008, 07:56
Nicolas Borgsmidt # 18. September 2008, 07:58
scott cumming # 18. September 2008, 18:57
scott cumming # 18. September 2008, 19:00
If You Were Born in 2893...
Your Name Would Be: Vir Vor
And You Would Be: A Comet Chaser
scott cumming # 18. September 2008, 19:01
PainterWoman # 18. September 2008, 19:49
studio41 # 18. September 2008, 21:48
Martin K # 18. September 2008, 22:02
"After three cups of coffee it's no longer discourteous to just leave."
We have a broad variety of sayings and proverbs around and about the topic of coffee.
And even more on the topic of
studio41 # 18. September 2008, 22:05
I truly can't stand the taste, although in France I'd drink cidre avec les galettes, simply because that's how they are served. I'd just about toss my cookies with every sip. Like coffee, it must be an acquired taste.
Martin K # 18. September 2008, 22:11
Nicolas Borgsmidt # 21. September 2008, 00:47
studio41 # 21. September 2008, 02:40
studio41 # 21. September 2008, 02:41
emoticon please for hot tea and steamed milk? water and lime?
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Anonymous # 2. February 2009, 17:47
you are right, my girl has gotten a beanie baby just about everytime she takes her dad to the grocery store. haha. tonight they just returned with another pint of B&J and NO BEANIE BABY as I made it clear she would get NO ice-cream if she even asked for one. If they came home with one I promised to return it next day. I'm so mean. I even told her not to even look, just close your eyes. She took me seriously and responded, "How, Mom? I will bump into things when we go down that aisle." I told her I was kidding. They just got home, no beanie baby. Hooray! Progress.
Although I don't know why Joe can't tell her no. I think he's never wanted to actually go through the tantrum in public and have to invariably leave the facility and come home. I've had to do that and it ain't a picnic. PEOPLE STARE, and then some nod, some even offer some comfort. One man at Starbucks said re: my oldest daughter who was crying and fussing, "take it out and shoot it!" I walked up to him with her in my arms after she stopped and said, "Now, say it!" I was so upset. His friend offered graciously, "From a man who's never had children"... I think I'd ignore it now, 15 years later and me better able to handle rudeness, but it's still hard to take that sort of thing. I just feel a sock in my gut and my temples stiffen. Draw a picture of that! haha.
My gang wanted to know what I was up to-- I tell them what I'm writing here... Cakes here wants you to know she has 14 beanie babies! Then she asks, "Is he a penpal of yours?"
Be well, Scott. Thanks for letting me get out my 50,000 words tonight-- my husband thanks you, too.
YEA BITCH I STOLD YOUR SHIT
Anonymous # 9. March 2009, 02:20
hey nice poem.................
scott cumming # 10. March 2009, 01:38
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