comfort food

By King_Crazy_Dave

flexed to cook up
hook up healthy verse,
my dishes
dish not, normal physics
or is it?
Internal rhyme is give and
taken thyme and bacon
wakened senses
intense in me the recipe-
its simple, its fresh
all fleetfoot and mesh
more garnish than flesh

pad of butter words
skittering cross the canvas pan
less chef than poet
more poet than man.

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Published on Saturday, May 18, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

dinner time

Awards

January 5th, 2014

Comments on "comfort food"

On Friday, March 12, 2021, Adagios (716) wrote:

Fuck man. I’m speechless.
On Wednesday, October 2, 2019, flawofthepoet (52) wrote:

There is amazing flow to this poem.
A former member wrote: You had be at bacon
On Sunday, January 5, 2014, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

A delicious piece, a poetic delicacy for the nomming.
On Sunday, January 5, 2014, megaprime81 (740) wrote:

Wow! I love how this twists and turns. This is poetry at its finest. Impressive, KCD. Much deserving of the 10.
On Sunday, January 5, 2014, Dreaming in Stanzas (293) wrote:

This is a whole new level of amazingness. And the last 4 lines were absolute perfection. I should write poems in the kitchen more often and hope they turn out like this...
On Sunday, May 19, 2013, dwells (4177) wrote:

The way to a man's heart is through his gullet, for sure, bon apaetit!
A former member wrote: everything is better with bacon...and you.
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, elisa (1595) wrote:

and that's how you baste an ass. yes indeedy
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...spicy. al dente at the end...
A former member wrote: So snarky, so sarcastic and this tiny little pearl of a confession. Nicely done, as always.
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, Devilish (2633) wrote:

I'm with astra.. fuck yeah!! and he's back..
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, Star (879) wrote:

i'm hungry now, good eatings
On Saturday, May 18, 2013, Dei (663) wrote:

fuck yeah. make that a dinner for two. You had me at internal rhyme and thyme but by butter i had melted.