Kitchen confidential

Grab the curls of a golden idol
Let them soak overnight
Take the eyeballs from an actor
Sauté them on low heat
Remove the vocabulary from a lawyer
Add it, gently stirring
Drain the anger from a wolf
Poor it in, drop by drop

When all comes to a boil
throw in the stone of life

I tried
I tried again

I cursed
I tried again

I prayed
I tried again

I spilled my blood on the earth
I tried again

I sold my soul
I tried again

Nothing

The prompt for #NaPoWriMo Day 2 suggested we’d write a recipe. It made me look through previous years. I remember using a cook book for found poetry: Per Person: 1/2 cook. I thought I’d done a recipe before, but that turned out to be a charm: Nine, ten, try again.

Per person: ½ cook

cipeWash and trim boiling water
Drain onion
Wash and slice rice

Stir in neat parcels
Put cook in the moderate oven for 20-25 minutes

Day 6 of #NaPoWriMo invited us to write about food. I wondered if a cook book could provide found poetry. Ironically, it was a vegetarian cook book…

Nine, ten, try again

One batted eyelash

Two bat’s wings

Three crooked frog legs

Four crook’s rings

Five matted cobwebs

Six mat’s backs

Seven cooked snake skins

Eight cook’s necks

 

Boil them in the morning

Keep the lid on tight

Let them simmer in a brain pan

Leave it overnight

 

Drink it from a ram’s horn

Make sure you spill no drop

Your insomnia will be long gone

Your sleepless nights will stop

 

(#NaPoWriMo asked for a charm)