On the groaning agrestic table
Gastronomic goodness abounded
Greengrocer’s plants galore,
All gloriously arranged beginning with
Giant grapes and plump gooseberries
Grapefruits, guavas and galia melons glistening.
Blended with eggs, milk and
Fresh ground grain flour
Were agreeably transformed into
(Graced with golden syrup
And fresh ground ginger root)
Guiltily in their gluttony
Gourmets tipple with grappa and dry gin
Whilst gusseted gypsy queens
Girlishly gobble green tea gelato!
Glorious yes quite glorious
Was the cold gazpacho
It temped both great and small!
And the vision grew with more marvels still …
Until in the grey morning was heard:
(It was Gregory who groaned grievously
As he glanced upon all the goodness.)
“Give me the gift of a gourmand’s gut
So that I might taste it all.”
© G.s.k. ‘16
Tackling the Challenge with Gusto!
Slipping through silk threads of grace
Witness this rare and endless root.
It came from inside the deepest earth
With a claim – that for but one brief moment
Erotic pleasure and illumination will blossom.
Feed not then upon crass empty illusions,
Here is the heaven of which men speak.
April 6, 2016
Created a commotion
Crooning “Copacabana” as she
Careened ’round Carruthers’ Cafe,
Costumed in a cream coloured cambric costume!
Critics commented caustically:
“Cream cambric clashes colossally
with classic calypso castanets!”
Conga, calypso and Caribbean dance coaches
Clavered, clamoured and finally clambered
Cleaving consistently to clothe’s codes
centring on colorfully creole colours…
Chuffed, cutely chirruped:
“Caramba! My cheesy chemise and costume
changes … crimson cream
creates a colourful costume
complimenting Caribbean Calypso –
critics – clamour no more!”
© G.s.k. ‘16
C is for Creation