Feature Poet
The Happiest Man I Ever Knew
The happiest man I ever knew
Sits in jail, guilty, free
Metaphorically, charged as was his due. The Newspaper headlines proclaim:
"Murderer jailed for life!"
Truth is, he ended his own life
And the guests gather to gorge
Sumptuously, viciously,
On the vulnerability
Proffered gently through iron bars,
And with insatiable cherry-stained mouth,
They drive away
In the metal and glass prisons
They call cars.
© Loretta J. Gaul January 2010
Sausage Rolls
Take the pastry from the fridge
Let it stand and melt away.
Peel away the purple paper
Wash with beaten egg.
In a bowl put sausage meat
Onions and breadcrumbs, add
Lots of spices and an egg,
With hands, squish all around.
Lay a tube of sloppy sludge
Along the pastry spread
Roll up and cut in even bits
Stab with a fork and bake.
After 30 minutes’ moderate heat,
Golden brown on top,
Cool on a pretty tea towel
And eat with tomato sauce.
© Patricia Turner
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