R.A.D. Stainforth contemplates pepper...
Pepper
It's
not just about flavor,
but
a rewarding crunch,
as
copper grinds heaven
over
everything consumable
with
gravel-jolt and halt.
I
suppose the whole idea
of
cracked peppercorns
started
before the Spice Wars
and
the creaky Dutch ships
loaded
with putrid meat,
back
in the Garden of Eden,
when
Abel discovered
the
best companion to salt,
accidentally
crushing it
between
unsuspecting rocks.
My husbands favourite spice....I can just imagine the look on the face of the first person to taste pepper..."Agh..water, water.
ReplyDeleteA delightful read as always, Tess.
ReplyDeleteYou've heightened the spice of life with this..excellent!
ReplyDeleteAwesome post as always Miss Tess!.. It is when i arrived here in Canada that pepperand salt are on the table. Back home we have it in while cooking. Kind of a small thing but something new for me...
ReplyDeleteHave a great week ahead...
JJRod'z
a humorous take on the pepper grinder photo. LOL. What an imagination you have Tess. A poem about pepper!
ReplyDeleteAnd interesting to see RD's room behind him.
I am always amazed at the myriad of angles people see in the same image.
ReplyDeleteGreat work!
Amazing, Tess... so creative.
ReplyDeleteSuch an imaginative take on the image! Well done (as always...)
ReplyDeleteI love R.A.D.'s exaggerated tongue-in-cheek seriousness here...he nailed it...and I laughed out loud at "putrid meat"...
ReplyDeleteHow do you know that's my room?
ReplyDeleteWell, whose is it then?! Tell them their plant needs watering....
DeletePepper and spice led to the trade with the East. So says history. What is important is it spiced our life. Very well depicted in the image!
ReplyDeleteHank
Pepper is my favorite spice, and I'm doing all I can to enjoy it before doctors find something wrong with it, like they did to my beloved salt.
ReplyDeleteFabulous poem Tess and once heard by R A D will forever sound out his particular gravel-jolt and halt phrasings.
ReplyDeleteOver the moon good!
ReplyDeleteOuch, Tess! that part about Abel and "unsuspecting". You "hit" the nail on the head, didn't you!!
ReplyDeleteThis is a nice way to "spice up" your blog.
ReplyDeleteWell done, Miss Tess.
Fabulous imagery. I love the way you connected Cain, Able and salt. Amazing!
ReplyDeleteIt was suggested on Facebook that perhaps Cain discovered sugar...giggle...
ReplyDeleteDelightful!
ReplyDeleteAnd is reading of it? Impeccable!
=)
make that "his" reading of it.
ReplyDelete*sigh*
Someday, I will give in to proofreading.
;)
Great take on the photo prompt.
ReplyDeletesmiles...i like my fresh ground pepper....well spiced piece tess...
ReplyDeleteI could live without the fresh, black, cracked stuff of life, but pepper makes my life sing. Thanks for the tasteful prompt this week, lovely lady. I will share your poem with my grandson. He cannot believe all the pepper I consume. =D
ReplyDeleteI love your spicy take on the photo! That is a LOT of pepper! Must be a pretty big steak au poivre!
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite spices...I hope his grinder works better than my peuny little one. Imaginative, Tess!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poem, full of sounds and smells.
ReplyDeleteLOL!!!
ReplyDeleteever see the saturday night live pepperboy skit? reminded me of that
snl pepperboy skit
angular acceleration
The SNL pepperboy is too funny (!)...thanks Zongrik...
ReplyDeleteRich and fulfilling Mag indeed! I love the Dutch putrid meat reference...
ReplyDelete"a rewarding crunch" ... really like the sound in this; I love the range of topics covered in the poem, an illustration of the varied foods on which pepper is a welcome sprinkling; great reference to the beginning of pepper-love with the Abel mention
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A piquant poem!
ReplyDeletepepper! Our favorite spice!
ReplyDeleteFull of flavour and texture! Of course this applies to both pepper and your poem. I like the "unsuspecting rocks".
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteThe whole world is a pepper crusher.
ReplyDeleteI love cracked pepper, this is so good! :-D
ReplyDeleteVery clever response to prompt. I'm glad you are not caught in the cracks! K.
ReplyDeleteA most wonderful spice of life!
ReplyDeleteCould this tiny man be stamding on a humungous peppercorn, which he is tryimg to crack himself ?
ReplyDeleteAn unusual view of an unusual illustration.
ReplyDeleteI use cracked pepper on practically everything I eat. But I would never have come up with pepper for this image.....and I am so glad you did because I needed to see it in a different way than I unfortunately did!
ReplyDeleteWhat a treat to watch R.A.D. Stainforth read this poem. I didn't think it could get better than hearing his readings of your poems, but I was wrong! You two are an amazing team.
Rocks are good and so are gears! thanks-
ReplyDeleteThanks Lydia...look for Stainforth's video as a regular feature at Willow Manor!
ReplyDeleteSome of the most amazing discoveries have been stumbled upon....love this Tess! :-)
ReplyDeletea brilliant idea, these wheels can be seen in so many ways.
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteNothing like the flavor of freshly ground pepper. Hmmm....perhaps Adam did discover this!! Really enjoyed this clever piece!
ReplyDeleteAh, I will never hold my peppercorn grinder with disregard again! I loved the video and reading - such a treat! Thanks for the Magpie prompt... now I feel I didn't put enough thought into it... Oh well there is next week. :)
ReplyDeleteStanza 3 is nice. I am enjoying picturing Able discovering the joys of pepper.
ReplyDeletePepper with all the sights and sounds. Always an adventure!
ReplyDeleteFull of admiration for the way you were able to spin that out of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteYou never fail to entertain. Thanks you.
ReplyDeleteThank you so very much for your comments, dear friends. You make sharing my poems so very rewarding.
ReplyDeletesuch a brilliant take to the photo. kudos.
ReplyDeleteI like this. There's nothing like the grinding of pepper (except of course the taste) and I really like the way this poem and image make it almost mythical. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteR.A.D. can crack my peppercorns any day of the week. Yummy!
ReplyDeleteDear Tess: Spicy~ I love the "creaky Dutch ships" and the "rewarding crunch" of pepper; Adam was one spicy guy~the read was over the top Ronaldo~!
ReplyDeleteoh so funny ... a totally different take then what I expecting, but just so fine ... it's amazing the number of gears that become apparent, isn't it? Good prompt as always Tess - good poem also.
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A delicious thought Marcheline ... yes perhaps a little over the top chiccoreal ... thank you both ... and big thanks to Tess who allows me to read her poems ...
ReplyDeletesalt and pepper.. that is what my six year old loves..
ReplyDeleteThis has a most rewarding crunch to it. Thank you.
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