Saturday, 31 August 2013

The master chef



he fancied me
like a red plum
cream souffle 

pouring hot milk
& vanilla into my yolk
he stirred me  
rapidly on bowl

to sugary drumbeats, 
i parted my lips into
a believer, sieving  
edges until my skin 
melted butter & salt  

i rose 
warm golden,
to soft peaks,
dusted icing ready 
for the precipice,
soulful bite  

but all I heard 
were crickets
drowning the moon's song,  
as his palette knife   
climbed my neck 
framed in velvet ribbon   


Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Inspired by William Carlos Williams work
and Get Listed - Of Catnips and moons

Picture credit:  here

39 comments:

  1. oo la now that is some sensual cooking...be sure not to get scorched in the process....smiles....in sugary drumbeats i parted my lips...i almost fainted...smiles.

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  2. I think that made me hungry....now I want some decadent dessert shared with my sweetie

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    1. I love sharing some sweet desserts ~ Thanks for the visit ~

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  3. What an intriguing piece. All of grapeling's words dissolve in the sugar of this plum pudding.

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    1. They are Timo's word challenge, not M's though ~ Thanks for the visit ~

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    2. ha, Kerry - Freudian slip?

      Yummy write, Heaven

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  4. Wow you can sure cook at your nook

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    1. It's been some time so cooking was in my agenda ~ Thanks Pat ~

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  5. Things get hot and steamy in your kitchen. :0)

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  6. Decadent and divine~ YOU are a poetic baker-I did not know this ;D
    Gorgeous!

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  7. OMG! You sent me to the moon and back again, multiple times!!!

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  8. It must be very hot in your kitchen :)

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    1. I do like turning it up every so often ~ Thanks ~

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  9. Wow, Grace. I never thought red plums were exotic, but now I do.
    K

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    1. They are delicious ~ Thanks Kay ~

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  10. I love how sexy and sensual mixes together with baking and just perfectly as well, absolutely incredible and sensational Heaven.

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  11. I admit I paused on the first stanza with a smile and riotous associations before happily plunging onward--but I wasn't prepared for the sexy surprises ahead. And even though the souffle wasn't quite ... it/she/he settles, always settles for the romance of the climb to the velvet ribbon. Sigh. I'm going to cook more so my fantasies can eat.

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    1. Smiling at your comments ~ Thanks Susan ~

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  12. yowza! though i worry a bit about her at the end :)

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  13. wow! you certainly have a way of merging kitchen & bed.....
    also, beautiful image!

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  14. This is so delicious I think I just gained some weight. Savory and sensual.

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  15. Sounds deliriously delicious. k.

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  16. Wowzer!, A gourmet passion play of risque souffle best served without delay & maybe some cabernet !!

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  17. Nice image of souffle~ love the ending with crickets :)

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  18. Love the last stanza, and amazingly creative analogies

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  19. Goodness culinary deduction...beautiful

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  20. Goodness culinary deduction...beautiful

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  21. Wow. Now I'm hungry and "hungry!"

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  22. oh... oh oh oh..... I am now officially a food pervert. Do not eat the plum soufle if you come over to my house,,,, It's mine!

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