Meatballs For Dinner Tonight

I’m cooking meatballs
Meatballs for dinner tonight
I’ll make up a sauce with tomatoes and mushrooms
It will be a tasty delight

I’ll season the meatballs and fry them
Till they turn a golden hue
Cut onions, mushrooms, and mix them
Toss these together too

And then a tin of tomatoes
The basis of the sauce
I’ll introduce tomato paste
Which will help to reinforce

That tangy tomato flavour
Just the thing for a cold winter’s night
I can smell the intoxicating aroma
In my nostrils as I write

I’ll add a dash of fresh pepper
To enliven and spice up the dish
And maybe a little chopped parsley
Sprinkled over the top with a swish

A sprig or two of Rosemary
Will ensure it tastes superb
I have it growing in a pot
This bright and shiny herb

I’ll place the meatballs in the sauce
In the oven on 350 degrees
And when the flavours have seeped right through
I may add a sprinkling of cheese

My mouth has started watering
To the kitchen I’ll have to dart
Time to make my recipe real
Cause food is close to my heart


Copyright Jann Rau
www.personalisedpoetry.co.nz

Angelica

Angelica Angelica
you are so divine!
Angelica Angelica
Won’t you please be mine?

I planted you a year ago
But you refused to grow!
What’s the gen, "what’s wrong with you”
I’d really like to know!

I thought you’d like a shaded spot
Sheltered from the cold
I imagined that you’d grow for me
Shiny, green and bold.

But you just sat there loafing!
Sitting still and quiet,
When springtime came around I thought
You need a better diet.

So I have now removed you
And put you in the sun,
I’ve planted you beside the parsley
So you both can have some fun.

I consulted with my herbal books
Of which I own just four
The first one said “plant in partial shade”
And that’s where you were before!

The second said “plant in shade or sun”
In the other two, there was no mention!
So I will leave you in the sun
At least, that’s my intention.

I’ve given you wormy water
It’s an organic tonic you know!
And now well I am hoping
You’ll get on with it and “grow”

I hope beside the parsley
You’ll thrive majestically!
But if you don’t then I will choose
A new plant Rose-ma-ry.

Written by Jannpoet