What do you do with a golden fiddle?Does it sit in the attic?Do you put it on display?Do you sell it for another man to play?Do you melt it down,And pass the pieces around?What kind of fire,Does the devils fiddle require,To be broken down? What do you do with a golden fiddle?Well Johnny tell me,Did … Continue reading Poem: Georgian Devil Aftermath
The sun hangs lowCasting a golden hue.Ripples escape the dash,Causing a wave of nostalgia.With the call of days past,And the nebulous future,Lays the content of the present.Relaxation held within,A stream of consciousness.Whispers and wisps,Of pleasurable times,Call and kiss the mind,With sounds and syllables.May the peace envelop you.
The demons of discontent,Swirl about my mind,Twisting it into knots,Keeping it from unwinding.They tease and taunt,Beckoning forth chaos,And uncomfortable conclusions.They take impish delight,In the swarms of conflicting thoughts. Thus a goal must be found,To brush away the infernal,When they come to distract.For when I have something to grasp,It becomes easier to ignore,The way they skitter … Continue reading Poem: The Demons of Discontent
Dreaming, preparing,For the whirlwind ahead.The sands of time begin to swirl,As your foot inches forth.Step into the breeze.Allow the winds of change,Brush across you. Do you hear the whispers,The portents of that which is to come?They sing and call,To those who will listen.The glistening sparks,Draw you to the knowledge they share.The scale changes tone,Heralding the … Continue reading Poem: Dreaming, Preparing
Lost and wading through the quicksand,Finding an oasis,A place of peace.Let a spirit guide you,Through troubles and strife,To a serene space.Wear a crown,As you stride amidst a battle.For your regal bearing,Carries you through,All that would press against you,With ferocity and anger.Step forth noble one,Towards your royal throne,And take your proper place,Amongst the golden realm.
So I have more than once discussed the wonderful advantage of machinery in cooking. This post is an elaboration based on one of the gifts that I got for Christmas. Spoiler: It was a Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer. Now I feel that I should stress that this mixer is a used item that was significantly … Continue reading Cooking and Machinery
To your failures and triumphs,To your pains and gains,May you celebrate all,That you have faced,This year and those past.For they spur you on,They grant you the strength,To stride to greater heights,Regardless of the gaps. Acknowledge the lessons,From the lack of success,For they bring you closer,To your ultimate goal,For you cannot fail,Without first trying,Thus victory requires … Continue reading Poem: To Your Pains and Gains
In chocolate rivers,In meadows of coffee,And in hills of tea,Dreams swirl around,Beckoning forth spirits,And whispers of worlds,That we yearn for yet cannot see. At holidays and high days,We connect to the realm,Of the ethereal and intangible,Of the past and that which is to come. With sunshine and candlelight,With the chime of bells,And the crackling of … Continue reading Poem: Sparks of Magic
So this post is going to diverge from my normal cooking and poetry posts. Now that I have said that, let me venture into the world of dreams and patience. I am currently playing the Chateau Diaries complete playlist in the background at the moment. If you have no idea what I am talking about, … Continue reading Dreams and Patience
This post is going to be a bit short but it is important to keeping writing. So today's topic is spreading holiday cheer. You may remember an earlier post by me that discussed making treats with electricity (see post here). It was in that post that I talked about how much easier it was to … Continue reading Spreading Holiday Cheer