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I am master of the BBQ. I take my grilling seriously. My poetry, not so much.


Submitted:Nov 18, 2011    Reads: 382    Comments: 15    Likes: 6   





Grilled


Fire
Primal, Dangerous
Vital warmth and light

Flames
Dance, Tease
Playfull yet powerful

Grill
Black, Mysterious
Transformation lies within

Meat
Marbled, Seasoned
Awaits flame's embrace

Hands
Steady, Sure
Orchestrate ancient dance

Tools
Tongs, Skewer
Impervious to flame

Cooking
Sizzling, Aromatic
Anticipation builds


Finished
Succulant, Seared
Delights eye and palate

Served
Juicy, Rested
Hungry guests await

NUF SAID
LET'S EAT





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