#gravy - Hello Poetry

early morning sun your Maw Maws love on a plate biscuits and gravy

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Jul 6, 2016

Jul 6, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC

maw-maw-sez

Biscuits and Gravy (haiku)

early morning sun your Maw Maws love on a plate biscuits and gravy

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A turkey, even if basted, Too long in the oven is wasted. But gravy revives When roasting deprives. It’s gotten so juicy, just taste it!

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Sep 2, 2025

Sep 2, 2025 at 5:32 PM UTC

david-plantinga

Gravy Revival

A turkey, even if basted, Too long in the oven is wasted. But gravy revives When roasting deprives. It’s gotten so juicy, just taste it!

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Young chicken turned into fricassee How hot is your gravy? Such sizzling goodness Smells so fresh in the pan Having a fry Don't really know why Cooking at such high temperatures Makes me crazy this way But I've got to have you frizzle Cut tenders spitting grease about Think I'll dice up a side of Turnips, greens and roots There's an unwritten law about it Even so Availability finds comfort in handiness A little splash of wine on that Ought to make it all Come together

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Dec 5, 2015

Dec 5, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC

pj-poesy

Bird In The Pan

Young chicken turned into fricassee How hot is your gravy? Such sizzling goodness Smells so fresh in the pan Having a fry Don't really know why Cooking at such high temperatures Makes me crazy this way But I've got to have you frizzle Cut tenders spitting grease about Think I'll dice up a side of Turnips, greens and roots There's an unwritten law about it Even so Availability finds comfort in handiness A little splash of wine on that Ought to make it all Come together

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From the grand expanse of the sky To the unreached depth of the sea Every stone, every tree Every bone, every seed That I know is hard to fathom But somehow you must believe Pathways right through the middle of town Lead directly to an open door But we were not worried that the rain was falling No we were not worried if the rain was falling Sometimes dealing with the truth is painful But in the truth there is love Every word despite the world Every word and each heart beat That I know is not so simple But somehow you must believe Arrow shot forth in a million different ways Aimed directly at your heart And a moment you could feel that the rain was falling Take a moment we can feel the way the rain is falling The rain is falling

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Mar 27, 2020

Mar 27, 2020 at 3:29 AM UTC

torin

Believe

From the grand expanse of the sky To the unreached depth of the sea Every stone, every tree Every bone, every seed That I know is hard to fathom But somehow you must believe Pathways right through the middle of town Lead directly to an open door But we were not worried that the rain was falling No we were not worried if the rain was falling Sometimes dealing with the truth is painful But in the truth there is love Every word despite the world Every word and each heart beat That I know is not so simple But somehow you must believe Arrow shot forth in a million different ways Aimed directly at your heart And a moment you could feel that the rain was falling Take a moment we can feel the way the rain is falling The rain is falling

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We children gathered around the table. The aromas were rich and dense, we fidgeted. But we had one last thing to do - before we began the feast. We all, in our places, held hands, smiling, as my dad began to sing - and, after a beat, we all joined in. To the tune: “Rudolph the red nose reindeer” “Leonard the big leg turkey had two great big turkey legs and if you ever saw them you would actually say, “they’re big.” All of the other turkeys they would laugh and call him names they never let poor Leonard join in any turkey games Then one foggy Thanksgiving eve The pilgrims came to say, “Leonard with your legs so big” “How’d you like to join our Thanksgiving gig?” Then how all the turkeys loved him and they shouted out with glee “Leonard the big legged turkey,” “you’ll go down in history.” (like the light bulb) “you’ll go down in history.” “you’ll go down well with graveyyyyyyyyyy.” Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

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Nov 22, 2023

Nov 22, 2023 at 4:30 PM UTC

anaisvionet

Leonard the big leg turkey

We children gathered around the table. The aromas were rich and dense, we fidgeted. But we had one last thing to do - before we began the feast. We all, in our places, held hands, smiling, as my dad began to sing - and, after a beat, we all joined in. To the tune: “Rudolph the red nose reindeer” “Leonard the big leg turkey had two great big turkey legs and if you ever saw them you would actually say, “they’re big.” All of the other turkeys they would laugh and call him names they never let poor Leonard join in any turkey games Then one foggy Thanksgiving eve The pilgrims came to say, “Leonard with your legs so big” “How’d you like to join our Thanksgiving gig?” Then how all the turkeys loved him and they shouted out with glee “Leonard the big legged turkey,” “you’ll go down in history.” (like the light bulb) “you’ll go down in history.” “you’ll go down well with graveyyyyyyyyyy.” Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

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