Poetry Friday...."Kitchen"
From Mona's Poetry Friday (see sidebar)kitchen
heart of home
the gathering place
an easy congregation
of warm souls
who feed on each other
inviting, aromatic
smoothly blended
folded in feelings
sauteed sentiment
creamed into velvet
soaked in delight
simmering tenderness
basted with respect
steeped in love
baked over time
gently gelled
sprinkled with laughter
such beautiful presentation
garnished with appreciation
home made fare
an old recipe
for preserving
a family
Mother of Invention, just loving a Kitchen gathering!
posted by Mother of Invention at 10:14 PM
27 Comments:
ahhhhhhhh moi - this went perfectly with my morning cup of joe.......what a peaceful way to begin my day.......thank you!
ps - which one is you???
rdg
Friday, January 12, 2007
I think this is why the trend in home design is for larger kitchens. People congregate there as it really is the heart of the home.
Friday, January 12, 2007
RDG: Thanks! I love kitchens. You can tell a lot about a prson/family by how their kitchen looks. I'm not in this pic...I just googled it.
Bob: Absolutely! We're about to do a reno that wll open up the kitchen and extend and connect it to the whole first floor.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Hey, our next reno, for this year (aren't we insane?) is the kitchen and an adjacent dining room! Woohoo! Lovely poem. It almost looks like a pepper mill - but then my dirty mind saw other things too! Shame on me.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Everyone always does end up in the kitchen don't they?
Maggie, shame on you, now you've got me seein' things too.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Maggie: Thanks. Ah,just as I thought..someone IS in the Kitchen with Maggie! (Dinah won't you...not goin' there!)
Meno: Always happens no matter how small the room is. (Maybe I did that shape on purpose in the repressed part of my mind!)
Friday, January 12, 2007
I never thought of the kitchen as the heart of a home, but you are right, it is. It's always the place where people congregate in my house.
Friday, January 12, 2007
I like the recipe format of this poem.
Friday, January 12, 2007
brava!!
Friday, January 12, 2007
Barbara: My parents used to marvel at how that many could fit into their small kitchen but it was hard to get them out and into the living room!
Old Lady: Thanks...I brainstormed (with myself!)all cooking terms and then looked at a new cookbook I had that game me a lot more!
Teri: Thanks!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
me too! love an all-female kitchen gathering..:) ofcourse, this isnt an allf emale one, as i can see. but yeah..:))
and the poem perfectly describes what i love about getttogethers like this.. more of them to everyone!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
and kitchen being the heart of the home IS right!! thats why i love a huge kitchen opened onto a family area with a fire!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
You made me want to actually use the kitchen! I like the poem and it reminded me of great times of people sitting around the dining room table next to the kitchen, eating great meals, chatting, and just socializing.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
MMMM Serve it up. I want dessert! Nice line-up of words and photo. I love the woman's shirt on the left.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Wonderful, MOI! This poem welcomes you in with its warmth and family feeling...
When I saw it, I remembered this email i'd sent to this guy I really fancied online, which was based on a similar idea. I thought it would impress him, but funnily enough it was the last I heard from him :-D
Recipe for a poetic meal:
Ingredients
1 Man
1 Woman
big handful words
liberal sprinkling wit
pinch silence
splash of laughter
Take the man & woman. Peeling off top toughened layer to reveal softer hearts beneath, place side by side in bed of anticipation. Break the bubble of silence by adding words gradually, taking care not to curdle. Avoid, also, over-mixing the metaphors, too many cutting remarks or mincing words (otherwise you may be required to eat them later, served up cold)…
Throw in a few witty remarks, and some laughter to taste. Meanwhile, stir the emotions and bring to a simmer. When coming to a boil, gently remove from heat, and allow to cool to the required temperature.
Dessert should be sweet and a little spicy, complementing the main course. Suggestions might be to serve a dash of sweet talk with a spoonful of honey, topped with a sizzle of spicy words, a touch of zest and a little piquant wit.
Would it scare you off?!?
And OMG - I can see what Maggie means about the shape!
Which one was the subconsious aiming for??!! ;-)
... think I'm going to go and put this on my blog, now I've remembered it! :-D
By the way, did I tell you you're a genius with words? I love your poems - they so capture the subject they're about, in all respects - words, shape (!), tempo, mood...
Saturday, January 13, 2007
nothing bottled up about your family :) Read your note on my cliche poem and had to come to your kitchen for a bit of wisdom...nicely done.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
You express the whole event so precisely as only you can do it.
Doing food together with friends and famlily is such a lovely thing to do. It creates such a friendly and lively community - and things to remeber with joy.
Thanks for sharing.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Mystic: You're right though, so often The Hens gather in the kitchen just to have a chin-wag!
I'd just love a huge kitchen again...maybe with a fireplace in it and lots of sitting space! (In a log cabin!!! My dream!)
Brooksba: True! I have many kitchen memories so warm and fuzzy...good cups of tea and special cookies, special friends!
Colleen: We should all have a slice of this cake! Thanks, Colleen. The photo was googled but seemed to look like the feeling I was after. The shirt is kinda cool!
Annelisa: Thanks, Annelisa! Sometimes I actually get exactly what I wanted down right.
What a sizzling poem! Maybe he wasn't ready for such a hot babe and took off into the mearest walk-in fridge to cool off!
You see that shape too? You need a walk-in fridge! You're a riot! maybe he'll see it again on your blog and respond in kind!!
Thanks so much for your compliments about my poems. Funny how certain things just happen unintentionally sometimes, and at other times, you set out to do those same things....but I honestly did not so that shape on purpose!!!
Pauline: Thanks, Pauline. I'm honoured that such an excellent poet as you would say that. I'm a great fan of yours! (Yeah, my family can really Pour it on!)
Toraa: Many fond memories are created in the kitchen with special food and people! Thanks so much for your visit!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Lovely post.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Thank you for this great poem.
Wonderful blog.
All the best to you!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
mimi:Thanks! And for the visit.
krystyna: Thanks very much. Come again!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
beautiful and so real. thanks so much.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
You know that comment-eating thingy that crawls the internet? Well, it's just gone and ate me comment!! Darn thing!
What I was saying, before it was so rudely eaten, was that there have been poems before where certain shapes have emerged... (I'd gone back and done the links 'n' all! :-( ) so, I'm wondering... you reckon the shape was unintentional? Ha! I'm not so convinced :-D
Sunday, January 14, 2007
LOVE that picture! It feels like my family gatherings when I was young....
Monday, January 15, 2007
David: Thanks! Does look like the real thing too even though this isn't my family or kitchen.
Annelisa: Honest! I didn't!
Mona: Thanks! Glad it evoked some warm memories of hanging out in the family kitchen!
Monday, January 15, 2007
;-)
Won't tell...really :-D
'cos I just put an announcement in the paper and on Bloggers' News yesterday... the headline was "Mother of Invention - Shaping UP!!"
hee hee
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Annelisa: HA! HA! You're so witty! Magic in blogger shaped it unbeknownst to MOI!
Sunday, January 21, 2007
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