Yikes because I still have to do the Poetry Tow Truck poem (see yesterday's prompt), thank the nice folks who dropped by to write sweet comments here and also, visit, read and comment on a whole passel of blogs by the writers and poets whose work I have really gotten into big time in the last few weeks.
Yum because I bought a brand new fondue pot today and - much to my family's delight - made a delish cheese fondue for dinner tonight.
Since Sunday Scribblings wanted us to write about food, I did a poem all about (what else?) fondue.
And since I was in a festive mood about the fondue thing, I kept the spirit going in a 5/7/5 haiku inspired by the photo prompt of Sis/Few Miles.
Here we go!
|Image courtesy of Chalet Ticino|
O Fondue, I’m Fond of You
Apple slices, cubed baguette,
veggies julienned, and set
on a platter, to be dipped
in a pot that’s been equipped
with some shredded Emmenthal,
Gruyère, white wine, and a small
dash of nutmeg, pepper too,
and some Kirsch and garlic. Ooooh!
Take a long fork. Figure eight -
dunk some bread; then on your plate.
If you drop those speared bits - Ooooh!
Kiss the person next to you.
Honey of an Invitation
Bzzz! Make a beeline
to Polly Nation’s Party!
Bee there or bee square!