Cooking and poetry. Kitchen tales.

Cooking can be therapeutic, enjoyable, and inspiring too.
A way to balance creativity with conformity,
Both discipline, and art.

I had a day off yesterday so I made this for my breakfast.

It is through cooking that many can vent,
Blow off some steam,
Slice with a vengeance and grind with ferocity.
It is also in the kitchen that anger can be tempered,
The calmness to marinate a tender loin,
And dress a succulent salad,
The grace to be patient with a boiling pot of peas,
And the slow grill of a chicken dinner.

My preparation for the late afternoon lunch yesterday

My lonely kitchen convictions
Problems burnt to a crisp
Solutions churned
Flavours
Of life
Spices that thrill
A pinch of this and that
Power to soothe and satisfy
The wonders of kitchen cuisines
Emotions they evoke
Naughty delights
Sizzling
And sweet
Explore your mind
Present your own design
Array platefuls of kitchen love

I over indulged but I cooked it all. Stewed peas, grilled chicken, vegetable rice and steamed spaghetti.

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Don’t worry about the amounts, I’m in tip top shape.(big on exercise, lol)

I hope you enjoy this, let me know what you think of this first kitchen tale, it might become a monthly feature on my blog.

And let me know too, what makes cooking special for you.

P.S

The shaped poetry is a set of four cinquains.

Cee’s photo challenge asked us to present a meal and display it creatively, so this can also be an attempt.

Stay safe everyone, and stay loving.

© judeitakali