From Robert Lee Brewer:
I never like sharing bad news, but I’m especially not fond of sharing family news. Marie Elena Good shared on Facebook that Andrea Heiberg, a member of the Poetic Asides family, died of cancer on Monday. Like so many on the street, she was an uplifting and poetic voice for so many other poets. She will be missed.
For today’s prompt, pick a popular saying and make that the title of your poem; then, write your poem. Some possible titles might include: “Blood Is Thicker Than Water,” “You Can’t Judge a Book By Its Cover,” “More Than You Can Shake a Stick At,” and so many others. Click here if you want more ideas.
EASY AS PIE
ReplyDeleteIt's as easy as pie, he said.
First, crust. Cut two sticks of butter
into half inch pieces and chill.
Combine 2.5 cups of flour
with one teaspoon salt. Cut butter
into dry mix until pieces
are the size of small peas. Slowly
mix in six to eight tablespoons
of freezing cold water until
it is the right consistency.
A good relationship is as easy as pie.
You know it's ready when you pinch
dough with your fingers and it holds
together. If you add too much
the crust will be tough. Be cautious.
Divide into two parts. Roll out
each into a 12-inch circle
1/8 inch thick. As you roll
out the dough, add sprinkles of flour
under it, keeps dough from sticking.
Raising kids is easy as pie.
Preheat oven - four hundred
twenty-five degrees. Mix 3/4
cup sugar with two tablespoons
of flour, 1/4 teaspoon of salt,
3/4 teaspoon of cinnamon,
1/8 teaspoon ground nutmeg and
1 tablespoon of lemon juice.
Peel and core six apples, slice thin
and mix with dry ingredients.
Dealing with teenagers? Easy as pie.
Place 1 pie crust in ungreased pan.
Press firmly against sides, bottom.
Spoon filling into crust-lined pan.
Top with second crust. Wrap excess
top crust under bottom crust edge.
Press edges together to seal;
flute. Cut slits in crust. Bake 15
minutes. Set temp to three-fifty,
and bake for 45 minutes.
Voila! Easy as pie!
lmao!!! pie is not easy. We pie makers know that. I wonder where that saying came from anyway. Even with the oil crust, it still takes forever to make a pie and it's gone, in the snap of your fingers!!! great poem!!
DeleteIt comes from MEN who ATE the pie, didn't MAKE the pie. LOL.
DeleteGood one. I avoid crust making myself, and admire those who make it. Sigh. However I tell myself it's fattening anyways so I am justified in avoiding it, ha!
Deleteomg! this is great!! and yes I read the recipe and decided to never make a pie because ... well... it just isn't as easy as pie :-)
ReplyDeleteWe'll Always Have Paris
ReplyDeleteYou said we would always have Paris
but today as I sit alone and bewildered
in some out of the way cafe
in a city whose name I can't recall
I wonder what happened that day
when the fog rolled in and the rain fell
and you kissed me one last time
before I walked to get on that plane
alone leaving you standing there
with my kiss and those last words on your lips...
Love it. Very poignant.
Deletegives me a lost and lonely feeling. A lot of good imagery, the fog rolled in, the rain fell. the plane. the kiss. the last words.....well written
DeleteSweet, and evocative, you paint a good picture here.
DeleteYou Made Your Bed, Now Lie in it!
ReplyDeleteYou left your husband and children
said, "I ain't never comin' back!"
Did you expect him to cry and beg?
Did you want your cake and eat it too?
No, he found another and right quick
not wanting to be alone, lonely and unloved.
The first things that she did was
start renovating - the house and him.
He cut way down on drinking and lost his belly.
Now! You're mad about how things turned out.
Blaming everyone but, yourself!
You did say - "I ain't never comin' back"
Now you've made your bed, go lie in it...
Yup, that's life in general. I admit I was expecting a "dad" poem given the title. That was one of his favorite sayings to us too.
Deleteinteresting rant... and life goes on
DeleteFinally went back and filled in my missing comments. All are done now. Yes, Tasha, you tend to post late. I'll have to start going back more often.
ReplyDeleteHello, yes I do because i look a the prompt in the morning and then think about it all day only to find it's night and I haven't done anything but think! However, I do always enjoy this very much and thank you for checking on me.
DeleteWhat Goes Around Comes Around
ReplyDeleteA loving heart
gives without thought,
without stint of itself;
gives and is given to in return
by the law of reciprocity.
All life is a giving and a receiving,
that the giving may have a purpose
and the receiving a place to be.
and by accepting
the receiver in turn gives, making room
for what has been given, giving
and the circle becomes complete.
With a full heart my giving is.
With an open heart, my receiving is.
The love that gives and receives
has endless supply.
The love that gives without stint
receives the same and more,
and finds in the giving
and in the receiving
endless joy.
I went back and found an old poem and recast it a bit. I had something different in mind but the day got away from me.Hope this will do.
ReplyDeleteyeah,,, I like this one a lot! beautifully said and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Bonnie, I tweaked it a bit and I think improved it as well. This challenge is so good for me! I appreciate it a lot. And I think doing the weekly poems has sharpened my creative spirit as well. BTW I am so amazed that you can write a poem at that hour of the morning when I can barely open my eyes, let alone be original and creative!!! My hat is off to you.
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