Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Steamy Food Poetry


Warm crunchy loaf
Sheds flakey amber crust
Melts butter on its steaming flesh

Ken Goree

Ooh, I like that little sensual twist. It's all I have to satisfy myself with, as I made the promise to myself not to post anything positively smutty or vulgar on this blog ... kind of a let down on the limericks, though, don't you think?

I went for the Cinquain style of poetry today. This style in its original form was created by Adelaide Crapsey (Dang, what an unfortunate name. Originally, the form consisted of 5 lines of unrhymed poetry, each line with the following syllable lengths: 2, 4, 6, 8, 2. This is the form today, bt you may see me use a different version of the cinquain in the future. That form is a fairly scripted set of criteria, which helps grade school children accomplish the cinquain.

1 comment:

  1. Now I am ready for a trip to U Village for some A La Fracais! I love a fresh, hot, steamy, long baguette. The way it just melts into a warm cream like substance as I massage it in my mouth. Mmmmm.... Get the car keys...