Tuesday, 11 December 2012

At the Italian Cafe



air - scented with red-spicy sauce
clings to leather jacket & gypsy hair.
inhale --    

crisp buttered-bread in dipping oils,
garlic sauteed mushrooms, in-between butterfly
conversations & sipping periwinkle-iced wine.   
listen --

voices of people,
ubiquitous holiday carols,
grinding pepper mill,
crackling spice seeds,
clicking of cutlery,
heels on linoleum tile.
soak -- 

for a moment the thick air. 

bring it home with you.
do not wash it away, 
instead wear it to bed.
stain your sheets, 
alabaster-silk pillows,
your lover. 
kiss --

indigo-inked skin,
slowly as you would savor freshly
ground peppercorn, olives, basil &
spices sprinkled over the pasta noodles -
fiery, orangey-lit, sweat rolling backside - 

serendipity or synchronicity -
words brim from lips.     
& you --

are never the same again. 




Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight -  Guess who is helping tend the bar ?  Smiles ~

and Real Toads: An Ink-Stained List - Thanks De ~

Thanks for the visit.






picture credit:   here

73 comments:

  1. Love all the scents and texture in this...savor is a great word as well...ah....stain the sheets...ha with all the smells you give i think they would smell pretty good...cool verse ma'am

    have fun tending pub tonight...you will do great...

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    1. Thank you for support and encouragement Brian ~

      See you later ~

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  2. I love this! It sounds like a wonderful ending to a wonderful date night! Good luck with whatever you have going on this evening, Heaven. xo

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  3. Plenty of scents at play, like the last stanza with serendipity at play too. hope you have a good day at your work zoo!

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  4. I am hungry now... and not only for food :)

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  5. The air inhaled and soaked in like a bath of erotic spice and play leads to that wonderful kiss that is so like the air and the breath! How I love that. I also know the entire sequence is totally true!

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  6. good lord i need a good meal now. ahem.

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  7. This is a delicious poem on several levels of appetite. Each stanza is a small work of art but I particularly liked the third.

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  8. Beautiful, Grace. I like the idea of taking the scents and tastes of a good experience home with you...and having it enrich your dreams! Smiles. A savory poem using the words beautifully.

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  9. Oh my goodness, Heaven...grace!!! This is SO delicious on SO many levels!! You melted those words right into your piece. So well written. I love the idea of soaking in the deliciousness...marinating in it so to speak. Beautiful!

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  10. I love how you created a sort of sensuous meditation. The food, the people, the lover - let's breathe it all in. This is beautiful Grace.

    Nice that you're tending bar today.

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  11. This food sounds incredible, it's set such a great tone, can't believe that I've read something so awesome on here in all honesty. I know that sounds like needless sucking up but it's so different compared to what I'd normally read, sounds delicious to me.

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  12. Great write, never look at pasta the same again :)

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  13. hmmmmm...i like how that poem tastes..and thanks for tending the OLN bar tonight...smiles

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  14. Gosh, you always make eating sound so delicious and, so sexy, which (of course) it is if eaten with the right person :)
    Deliciously, delightfully, lovely.
    Congrats on tending the bar ;)

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  15. The whole indigo-inked skin stanza leaves me hungering for the taste of food on my lover's lips! Fantastic.

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  16. Ok, Grace
    I was getting really hungry (i love italian) until i got to the
    Sweat rolling backside
    The hell with food!
    Loved this, Grace
    Delicious, erotic, messy
    Made me think of the robert earl keen song
    Then came lo mein, and going insane
    At the all you can eat chinese cafe

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  17. Deeply delicious, Grace. Beautifully written.
    K

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  18. WOW ... this is so rich in FLAVOUR... I love it!

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  19. oh my...how deliciously poetic...as well as poetically delicious..i just wish to be closer to some food now than i am (lol)..love this,Grace~

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  20. Just to let you know, I am like you. I am two =)

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  21. Agree with all above....sensually delicious...lovely write evoking the senses :)

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  22. I just love the rich imagery! All those foods. I might need to find something to eat now.

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  23. my god this is a riot for my senses. i want to go here, now!

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  24. Divine atmosphere... love the sensuous charm throughout.

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  25. A feast for all the senses - the sights, the smells, the tastes, the touch and feel - there's just so much here to enjoy.

    Nice to have you tending bar Grace.

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  26. A sensory delight - this would have satisfied my husband - food was always a passion he took into every aspect of his life. So fabulous here, so well written, so fundamental!

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  27. Delicious...love the scents and tastes of this :)

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  28. Shoot!
    I left a comment earlier but it must not have gone through.
    Oh well, yes, it was wonderful and delicious throughout.
    My favourite spice is sweat on backside, but basil's good too!

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  29. Sensory poetics, delish!


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  30. Wow, I'll have what your having! Seriously, love the way this assails the senses with smells and textures. Spicy, in more than one sense of the word!

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  31. mmmh, heaven. care to share? wonderful poem, so delicious!

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  32. Delicious! And so true - there are Italian cafes I will keep with me forever.

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  33. This poem is a delight to the senses. Lovely.

    Pamela

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  34. Incredibly scent-ual.... A delight of the senses!

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  35. Second time around... I love gypsy hair.

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  36. Hmmm... you make me want to take a bite out of someone... in a good way! haha

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  37. That pasta looks incredible, and I love the poem it inspired.

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  38. Wow, Grace. This is awesome. Love this: "soak -- for a moment the thick air," and your whole second half is just really amazing. It starts out strong and just rolls out of control from there. So very good!

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  39. what a deliciously sexy journey of words. love this!

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  40. Ummmm...delicious piece, Heaven! It pulls every string in your heart to make it sing. Lovely..

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  41. Like the scents and tastes in this on both levels of appetite...beautiful.

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  42. You have addressed all the senses..eating certainly sounds sexy as you write it.

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  43. NUMBER 36

    Of senses four
    the smell is by
    the daughter, or
    sound sense goodby!

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  44. wow, nice. Unabashedly staining the sheets with the day's dirty pleasures -- great advice.

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  45. Very atmospheric - smells, taste, the wonderful descriptors you choose to paint a picture in our minds, Great job, Grace

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  46. This made me laugh...sounds like a food orgy in bed with sweaty bums..hilarious. Nice imagery.

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  47. There's nothing like waking up with pleasant smells of yesterday. Great work!

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  48. This is great!You certainly know how to make food sing ;)

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  49. This is delicious in every way. Your descriptions make the poem an immersive experience :) Well done!

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  50. Since I live in Italy for the past three years, I can attest to the exotic power of Italian food. It's to be savored. And can lead to all sorts of delights.

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  51. Wow, Heaven. There is so much taste, sound and texture to this little eavesdropping, eye-popping piece. And your use of the words is seamless. Just beautiful.

    de
    whimsygizmo.wordpress.com

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  52. food, romance, passion...you bring it all alive!....this isn't just words- it is tastes, smells,textures, emotions....you're the master at this for sure

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  53. Oh, I brought it home! This poem made me feel like I was there! Wow Heaven, wow. ♥~♥

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  54. Oh Yum, very sensuous...indeed I will have to make a booking at my favourite Italian restaurant...mmmmm! :)

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  55. Such a good piece. I love the visuals here. And the variation between the stanzas is done so nicely.voices of people,
    ubiquitous holiday carols,
    grinding pepper mill,
    crackling spice seeds,
    clicking of cutlery,
    heels on linoleum tile.
    soak -- what an excellent stanza.

    Thanks.

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  56. such a nice array of the senses and thoughts, heels clicking on linoleum & indigo-inked skin!

    thanks so much for hosting, and for the poem ;-)

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  57. Ah, food and sex. Life's two greatest pleasures and no mistake. This is evocative and brilliantly observed. The attention to small details is magical. Great write. Loved it!

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  58. I'm certainly hungry for something, Grace...what a great stew of sensuality. A complete picture on the page. Very nice work.

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  59. my mouth is watering a bit. My taste buds linger on every word; already I'm not the same. Really beautiful imagery; you touched an array of senses.

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  60. beautiful imaginary...sense the tasting words

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  61. Atmospheric to say the least - I love that 'bring it home with you' line. Yes!

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  62. I am hungry now. Lovely descriptions! You have awakened all my tastebuds and senses.

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