A very dear friend of mine has recently lost his freedom. The playground in his head is unique. This wonderful man accepts in me something otherwise labelled by many, as merely ‘cynical’ or ‘negative’. He understands a significant paradox; enough to amalgamate my name into a term of endearment (MisanthRosie). His acceptance provides such freedom, so Steinberg (endearment), this one is for you. xx
M I S A N T H R O P YIngredients:
1 cup panic induced insomnia
1 cup fear induced narcolepsy
2 teaspoons futile hope
1 tablespoon smugregano
3 cups anti-terrorist propaganda
1/2 teaspoon blind-solidarity
1 teaspoon “no i in team” (dried)
ten cups infra-red satellite
Method:
Beat insomnia and narcolepsy until creamed. Fold in futile hope and “no i in team” and beat until fluffy. Slowly stir in smugregano until mixture resembles lottery winning 2.4, and quickly add blind-solidarity.
In a separate bowl, mix anti-terrorist propaganda with infra-red satellite and blend until ingredients form masque. Slowly pour masque over other ingredients and leave to set.
iTeam Creme (iCreme)
Ingredients:
1/2 cup ‘pickley capers’
4 tablespoons walk-over powder
1.5 cups trivia
2 heaped tablespoons sugar-coated edification
1/2 teaspoon bonding tape
1 tablespoon shallow-waters
Method:
Gently beat ‘pickley capers’ with walk-over powder and sift in the trivia. Stir in sugar-coated edification with subtle motion and blend with bonding tape. Leave in shallow waters until vantage point medley formed.
Bake in app-oven for 20 minutes or until lukewarm. Smother tepid medley over the ready-prepared masque, ensuring all angles and sides covered.
Et voilà!
Published January, 2014, ‘Vice Verses’ Poem Anthology, Forward Poetry
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Thanks Meyer(!), so sorry for the delay, have just replied 🙂
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Hi prolemusings. Today who can we trust who is telling or twisting the truth? Thank you so much for wanting to follow my poetry adventures. Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
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Ah not at all, Malctg, s’a pleasure. And absolutely, everything seems so twisted these days that ‘over-communication’ seemingly sits to intertwine it further…long live poetry! 🙂
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