Pain
I enter the room from where she sits.
Alone with a pain that will not quit.
Although outside the day is warm and bright,
she stifles a moan with all her might.
The mood in here is cold and dark;
gone from her face is the smile and spark.
I feel helpless in my mind and heart.
I pray to God that her pain should soon depart…
Clouds of Love…
Clouds of Love
I turn my face to the sun and I am met by the sky and her which are the clouds. Fluffy, white, dancing and bouncing with such delight. I lay myself down as she paints stories for me against the sky which makes me chuckle and laugh out loud.
The next morning the sky is grey and cold is the air. She has descended low and moves amonst the hills and valleys like fingers through a lover’s hair. Searching, seeking for something I do not know.
Again I turn my face skyward but only to have my cheek moistend by rain drops which are her gentle tears. Her changing mood begins to cause me fear.
The sky blackens and starts to boil, eyes flashing angry darts of lightning as she wails with thunder. I quickly run and find shelter to duck under.
She sees me cowering and the sky starts to soften. It becomes a canvas against the setting sun. In her sorrow she paints golden hues of color as if sighing gently coaxing me from my hiding.
Soon she is gone. All that remains are tiny wisps way up high. Wistful reminders. Why she is so I know not why.
My love she is like the tide.
At times she comes tantalizingly close lapping at my toes making me smile with delight only to quickly recede.
Other times she rushes in fast and furious like a wave bowling me over and tumbling me about leaving me breathless,
spitting sand yet to only recede again leaving a vast expanse of sand and I feel as if there is a desert between us.
Dunes piled high hiding the waterline.
Sometimes she is like the mist that blows off the ocean in the morning.
Coating my face gently, comforting and cooling me.
But then again she can also be the fog that rolls in at night,
Enveloping me and plunging me into darkness lost and afraid.
Yet when morning breaks and the darkness lifts burning away the fog,
once again the frolicking smile of waves are revealed kissing the shoreline with a sound that whispers.
A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music…
and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: ‘Sing for us soon again’;
that is as much as to say, ‘May new sufferings torment your soul.’
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| — | Søren Kierkegaard |
My love is a flame….
I am a candle. I am a flame.
She is the air that calls my name.
Her presence I look for just to survive.
For it is her breath that keeps me alive.
When she whispers at me I grow hot and glow so bright.
Flame dancing flickering with delight.
It is a delicate balance that we strike.
For she is also the wind which I regard with fright,
that blows so cold in the night.
I shiver, wax and wane, flame bends and bows,
Will I be snuffed out? I do not know.
The world I know will plunge into dark.
My wick will stand alone black, burnt and looking stark.
Yet as before she the air will remain,
Waiting for another spark to caress and kiss into a flame.
I can only hope that deep in her heart,
She finds it fit to keep me lit,
So that we may never be torn apart…
Stuffed Pork Chops /w Bacon, Spinach and Cheese
Preparation:
Ingredients:
Thick Pork Chops
Bacon (Cooked)
Spinach (Sauteed in Bacon fat)
Provolone Cheese
Dijon Mustard
Butterfly open the pork chops with a knife being careful not to cut all the way through and open like a book. Liberally spread Dijon Mustard all over the inside. Lay a slice of Provolone cheese down and then lay the spinach on top. Crumble the cooked bacon on top of that. Fold the pork chop closed.
Heat some bacon fat in a pan to sear the Pork Chops…
Sear the Pork Chops on both sides until golden brown… About 6 minutes on each side.
Place the seared chops in a baking dish and bake in a 375 degree oven for approx 15 -20 minutes.
Sprinkle with a little lemon juice to brighten and top with some chopped scallions. Plate and Enjoy!
