The “Epulaeryu” poem is about delicious food. It consists of seven lines with thirty-three (33) syllables. The first line has seven syllables, the second line five, the third line seven, the fourth line five, the fifth line five, the sixth line three, and the seventh line has only one syllable which ends with an exclamation mark. Each line has one thought relating to the main course. Therefore, this new poetic form, the Epulaeryu, which has corresponding lines built around the main course, and ending with an exclamation point, concludes with the ending line expressing the writer’s excitement and feelings about the poem.
MARIE ELENA’S TREAT:
MOLTEN CHOCOLATE CAKE (Epulaeryu)
Chocolate volcano cake Rich and decadent Pudding-like dark chocolate Oozing from center Allergies dictate I must say No! © Copyright Marie Elena Good – 2013WALT’S DIVERSION:
FISH FRY (Epulaeryu)
Broiled or breaded, it said
with fries on the side.
Cole slaw or macaroni/
potato salad.
The true Polish way.
“Two to go!”
Yum!
© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013
March 13th, 2013 at 12:24 AM
Oh Marie! You’re making my mouth water! Stop!
Walt, that sounds like a splendid meal!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:22 AM
Marie, Idrooling
Walt, I think I need one of those, just one.
March 13th, 2013 at 1:05 PM
Erin, you have said it so well! Debi, too! These poems are an inviting start!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:27 AM
This prompt came in the nick of time. I’ve been making fruit bars lately for my snacks…or breakfast or whatever. They are so good and simple! But they don’t last long around here cause my dad and older sister love them!
DELICIOUS
Dates and walnuts, dried cherries,
Mix em together,
Form in bars, refrigerate;
Tangy and sticky,
Healthy and yummy;
I must have
One!
© Copyright Erin Kay Hope – 2013
(My dad always has me put coconut on his. That’s really good too!)
March 13th, 2013 at 4:55 AM
Perfect for quick energy and healthy… Yes!!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:09 AM
Yes, both! Thanks, Hen…so glad you like it!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:05 PM
!!
March 13th, 2013 at 8:25 AM
Oh, yum! I’d like that recipe, please!
I love how you end with “I must have one!” Perfect!
Marie Elena
March 13th, 2013 at 9:09 AM
Oh good! I’ll send it to you.
Thanks for your comment!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:29 PM
Walt and Marie, it is way past lunch and yet, I really want to join in…My tummy is rumbling. This should be good! Thank-you for your delicious ‘appetizers’ and for continuously encouraging us to try a new form!
March 13th, 2013 at 3:48 PM
That recipe looks like a winner for ingredients. I would be glad to see the recipe too!
March 15th, 2013 at 12:34 PM
A lovely tasty healthy contribution.
March 13th, 2013 at 9:23 AM
Healthy or not, they sound wonderful! And I’m with your Dad – coconut never hurts.
March 13th, 2013 at 9:26 AM
Thanks, Debi! Yes, coconut’s pretty much good on anything.
March 13th, 2013 at 1:03 PM
These sound amazing, Erin. I’ll have to try them for travel foods. Terrific poem, too. Thank so much.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:14 PM
Sounds delicious!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:10 AM
What a tasty set of examples you all provide – Marie, Walt and Erin.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:14 AM
Mom’s holiday mincemeat pie,
golden, flaky crust,
spicy scents waffling through air
sensual attack
on helpless mortals as the
effusive ice cream
invites the lips to
caress bliss.
Woo!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:36 AM
Yummy! You describe it so well! Good job, M! Oh, and I’m glad you’re back.
March 13th, 2013 at 4:53 AM
Hi, friend, it’s good to read your words… especially, a “golden, flaky crust” (forgetting the gluten, for a moment), …
March 15th, 2013 at 11:05 PM
Thanks Erin and Hen, first think to come to mind to porm about. love the stuff.
March 15th, 2013 at 11:07 PM
MARIE – Glad for your good memories. Maybe you can get a MM (or mince fruit) Pie before the year is ended.
March 13th, 2013 at 8:24 AM
I haven’t had mincemeat pie in years, but I remember that scent. Mmmmm! If “sensual attack on helpless mortals” doesn’t make us want a taste, what would!
Great work, and yes — SO good to have you back. Take care, Marjory!
Marie Elena
March 13th, 2013 at 9:24 AM
I don’t care for Mincemeat pie but I think I’d have to have a bite of this one. : )
March 15th, 2013 at 11:01 PM
Thanks Deb, House rules were always “At least one bite” [for any new food] – you might find you like it!
March 13th, 2013 at 1:05 PM
You almost make me think I’d actually like mincemeat, Marjory. I know better, but you did your job well with this poem.
March 15th, 2013 at 11:02 PM
All the more for ME!
Thanks for the comment.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:14 PM
I have not had lunch yet! M-m-m! this one makes me hungry!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:27 PM
…suddenly I am hankering for my mother’s home-made mincemeat of my childhood. Even then it was my favorite pie! Hint of orange, nutmeg and plump, juicy raisins!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:09 PM
Now is the time for you to make one.
….and enjoy.
March 14th, 2013 at 11:39 PM
I never had mincemeat pie, but now I’m tempted!
March 15th, 2013 at 12:35 PM
You can’t escape mince pies at Christmas in the UK, and here in France we have spread the habit!
March 15th, 2013 at 10:58 PM
Okay, I’ll try it!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:10 PM
Viv, Smart of the French!!!
Sara, hope you get to sometime soon.
March 13th, 2013 at 4:48 AM
Oh, yummy subject!!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:07 PM
Thanks, Meg and Walt… all of this sweetness had me running to the store for brown sugar to bake some cookies for my Grandkids!!
!!
March 13th, 2013 at 6:51 AM
Sunday Drive Snack
Sunflower butter smoothed on
Granny Smith slices,
sprinkled with little raisins
Delicately set
on a peach napkin…
With a kiss
Bliss!!
March 13th, 2013 at 8:21 AM
I’ve never heard of sunflower butter, but your delightful poem sure is appealing!
Marie Elena
March 13th, 2013 at 12:11 PM
Oh, yes, it is made from the seeds of the sunflower — it is very nutritious!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:05 AM
Oh yum! I love that on apples! And peanut butter. Good one, Hen!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:27 AM
Sunflower butter – couldn’t decide if that a color description or a real thing, either way it has a lovely sound. I also love the added “fruit” of peach napkins. Nice
March 13th, 2013 at 12:17 PM
Oh, Debi, I Love your interpretation of “sunflower butter color”… yes, it is a healthy spread, some without added sugar, and some with…
!! … peach napkins are so lovely…
March 13th, 2013 at 12:12 PM
Yummy… and almond butter is also wonderful!!
March 13th, 2013 at 1:11 PM
Hen, this is too, too lovely to eat…
March 14th, 2013 at 7:58 AM
Mmm… thank you, Jacqueline!!
March 13th, 2013 at 1:06 PM
I’m with you, Marie. I’d not heard of it before either. It’s something to look for in future. Hen, you make it a drooling event here. Love it.
March 14th, 2013 at 7:59 AM
!!
Thank you, Clauds, you made me smile!!
March 14th, 2013 at 12:46 PM
You’re welcome, Hen.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:26 PM
Bliss and beauty! What a picture you paint with your words, Hen.
March 14th, 2013 at 8:00 AM
Oh, I Love that, thank you, so much, Janet!!
March 13th, 2013 at 8:47 PM
Beautiful!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:01 AM
March 15th, 2013 at 11:12 PM
What a delightful and sweet give and take on your baking Hen.
March 13th, 2013 at 7:59 AM
GREEN HEAVEN
She stirs warm green pashminas
of sun-drenched basil,
into misty verde days,
snowy Parmesan
drifts into pasta.
Heaven can’t
wait!
March 13th, 2013 at 8:20 AM
Misk, you are the perfect candidate for the Epulaeryu – cook and poet! And Green Heaven is lusciously lyrical!
Marie Elena
March 13th, 2013 at 9:07 AM
Nice, Misky! “Snow Parmesan/drifts into pasta” is such a good line! And it sounds scrumptious….well done!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:28 AM
WOW! Beautiful poem and tasty to all the senses.
March 13th, 2013 at 12:22 PM
This sings lovliness… and I want to taste it…
!!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:03 AM
“loveliness”… that missing ‘e’ really bothers me
!
March 13th, 2013 at 1:08 PM
Love this, Misky. I can never pass up pasta in its myriad forms. Such delectable words, arranged on a platter of anticipation, with just a hint of smugness. Love it. (Never fear, smugness around good food is permissible–encouraged, even.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:25 PM
pause…I need to wipe the drool from my chin! Misky, it sounds …divine!
March 15th, 2013 at 12:36 PM
that’s a perfect food-porn poem.
March 15th, 2013 at 11:15 PM
Well done, heavenly food.
March 13th, 2013 at 8:58 AM
FOOD FOR ALL
“Bring me your famished, bellies
bloated, growling from
deep empty pits: ‘Please feed us!’
Bring them! I am wheat,
rice, corn in the fields.
food for
all.”
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March 13th, 2013 at 9:08 AM
This is really good, Sal! “Food for all…” Definitely!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:09 AM
This leaves me speechless.
Thank you for this, Sal.
Marie Elena
March 13th, 2013 at 9:29 AM
How do you do it so consistently? This poem says so much so “succinctly.”
March 13th, 2013 at 12:22 PM
Yes… I Love this!!
March 13th, 2013 at 1:11 PM
Great take on this prompt, Sal. (Claudsy stands to applaud loudly, while hopping up and down with enthusiasm.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:24 PM
Stunning, Sal! I join the applause:)
March 13th, 2013 at 8:50 PM
This brings to mind a longer poem that welcomed so many! Wonderful words, Sal!
March 14th, 2013 at 11:41 PM
Sal, this is truly a food poem. Well done!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:17 PM
Well said spirit.
March 13th, 2013 at 9:20 AM
Soup Bean
Nothing can beat pinto beans,
With chow chow on top.
A side of fried tators, please
And green cabbage slaw.
Cornbread and butter.
Southern folks
Fare!
March 13th, 2013 at 9:25 AM
Wow! Pinto beans are amazing, and that sounds sooo good! Especially with the green cabbage slaw. Yummy! Very well written, Debi. You definitely make me want some!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:24 PM
Yum… this sounds very warm and filling… !
March 13th, 2013 at 1:15 PM
This takes me home, Debi. Are you sure you didn’t know my mom? Chow Chow is good, but I always preferred pickled stuffed bell peppers. I thoroughly enjoyed this poem. Thank you for giving me a taste of home.
March 13th, 2013 at 1:54 PM
Claudsy, I made supper one time for a couple I’d just met who lived in “upper state” NY (that’s how they always said it). He had never heard of pinto beans and was a little skeptical of my meal. But, afterwards he said it was delicious (and he ate like he meant it). They are a staple in this house.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:08 PM
I grew up in Indiana and Kentucky, so we always had beans on the table, of one kind or another. When I read your poem, I could see it on Mom’s table and us all around. Thanks for the memory. It was very welcome today.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:23 PM
Debi, sounds fantastic! I am so hungry now!
March 13th, 2013 at 6:00 PM
In your great poem, Debi, you’ve given me several more reasons to love the South, especially pinto beans and cornbread!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:18 PM
Yes, go for the pintos!
March 13th, 2013 at 11:50 AM
BABY CARROTS
baby carrots dressed in orange
sweeter than candy
orangier than Halloween.
Peeled, cut and steamed,
slicked light with honey
and gleaming
bright!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:27 PM
Oooh… gorgeous… I can see them dressing up a soft, lime green serving bowl…
!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:40 PM
One of my favorite veggies and these sound divine.
March 13th, 2013 at 1:16 PM
Nice one, Misky. Loving those carrots dressed in their shiny evening clothes.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:22 PM
Beautiful…I’m going to get me some mini-carrots right now!
March 13th, 2013 at 7:16 PM
What a colourful tribute to carrots! They cook so well in the slow cooker too so the are a treat in all seasons!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:19 PM
OH Yes – Great way to fix carrots!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:45 PM
CHEESECAKE (Epulaeryu)
Cheesecake topped with strawberries
and some sweet whipped cream
is lusciously decadent
but quite healthy too
due to all the fruit.
(Keep thinking
that!)
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March 13th, 2013 at 1:19 PM
RJ, we were on the same wavelength with this one. I agree. Cheesecake must be healthy. Just look at all those ingredients. Dairy, fruit, and if you make it with honey for sweet, it’s even better. I always enjoy your poems. This one plants itself on my table, for sure.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:21 PM
rj, LOVE it:) I think that! with every rich bite!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:06 AM
Aaahahaha… you sound like my daughter…
!!
March 14th, 2013 at 11:42 PM
Good one, RJ!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:22 PM
Plus a hint of lemon to add more healthy fruit!
Glad I am finished eatting for the evening!
March 13th, 2013 at 12:58 PM
“Cotton Candy”
Oh, bold, balloon`ed creature
upon a pink stick.
Too thick, too thick to swallow
the swell of circus
imagination
the sweetest
taste!
(Epulaeryu;7/5/7/5/5/3/1)
March 13th, 2013 at 1:21 PM
Jacqueline, you captured the essence of the two treats; coton candy and circus/fair. Love it. Too sticky to be rid off, and too fragile to withstand plucking fingers.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:20 PM
My daughter would love this! I love the enchantment captured in pink-sweet:)
March 14th, 2013 at 8:08 AM
Oh, I Love this!! Cotton candy is such a wispy, magical treat…
March 13th, 2013 at 1:00 PM
You know, don’t you, that there will be recipes flying through wires everywhere because of this prompt. All good, I say. Thanks, Walt and Marie for this fun challenge. I have to remember this one.
Belgian Chocolate/Coconut Cheesecake (Epulaeryu)
Carried on a china plate,
Creamed Belgian delight,
Coconut hints woven through,
To texture smooth bites
Of luscious cheesecake.
Fanfare please—
Yay!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:20 PM
My stomach did a literal growl! I should have had some lunch before reading :0 :0
March 13th, 2013 at 8:26 PM
I know what you mean, Janet. I hadn’t eaten yet myself when I came on and then read through all of these luscious poems. I was shaking by the time I got to the kitchen.
March 14th, 2013 at 8:09 AM
OM Gee… YUM!!!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:24 PM
Fanfare given to fare so well discribed.
March 13th, 2013 at 1:06 PM
BUTTER TARTS–EPULAERYU POEM
Butter tarts Canadian
Delight to devour
Melt-in-your mouth syrupy
Baked pastry, filled shells
Sunday night dessert
Delicious
Treat!
© 2013 Patricia Anne McGoldrick
March 13th, 2013 at 1:24 PM
Sounds wonderful, Patricia. Your poem teases with omission even as you write about the pastry. What’s inside that shell, my friend? Filling or fruit, light or dark, and why only Sunday? Just gotta know.
March 13th, 2013 at 5:23 PM
Thanks, Claudsy! Just posted another poem on my blog that gives away most of the secret ingredients! Find at http://pmpoetwriter.blogspot.ca/2013/03/butter-tarts-are-best.html
March 13th, 2013 at 8:27 PM
Ooo, and the pot of gold, too. You’re so good to me. Thank you so much. Now I can be decadent, too.
March 13th, 2013 at 2:16 PM
We make the BEST tarts, don’t we?
Can’t wait for the fresh maple-syrupy ones.
March 13th, 2013 at 7:17 PM
Yes!
March 13th, 2013 at 10:09 PM
Patricia, just looked at your blog about the tarts- oh, my, they sound so wonderful. Made me think of my grandmother and the way she cooked. Seemed like she could go to a sparse kitchen cabinet and produce the best food ever and esp. wonderful, simple desserts like the tart you mentioned.
March 14th, 2013 at 8:16 AM
March 14th, 2013 at 8:15 AM
Mmmm… and your second poem was soo nostalgic and Beautiful, Patricia, Thank you!!
March 13th, 2013 at 2:06 PM
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March 13th, 2013 at 2:19 PM
The humble, boiled potato
Deemed the beggars fare
Seems ordinary, simple
Until sprinkled with
Rich, hearty laughter
And chatter.
Love!
Yes, we’re having potatoes for supper:)
March 13th, 2013 at 3:51 PM
I like such a “humble” vegetable, great source of potassium! It might be an inherited liking from my ancestors. With butter and chives, it is delish! Enjoy!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:21 AM
Love this, Janet! Such warmth and Love… even the most simple things are Wonderful when you are with special people… !!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:29 PM
Potatoes – raw or cooked – delious all alone in their own naked glory.
March 13th, 2013 at 8:31 PM
Gobs
Chocolate cake sandwiches
Icing filled middles
Western Pennsylvanians “Gobs”
Eastern “Whoopie pies”
Pumpkin flavored, too
Gobs of gobs
Mmmm!
March 13th, 2013 at 8:52 PM
thanks so much
March 13th, 2013 at 10:04 PM
Whoopie Pies – YUM (choc ones of course)
March 14th, 2013 at 8:22 AM
!!
!!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:30 PM
March 13th, 2013 at 11:23 PM
Marie, you made my mouth water!
Always In Season
That smell of frying eggplant
seasoned and breaded,
pot of sauce bubbling on stove,
grated parmesan,
fresh mozzarella.
Layer bake;
Feast!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:23 AM
Mmmmm …..!!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:31 PM
Delighful addition to any dinner.
March 13th, 2013 at 11:24 PM
Love from Mom
By David De Jong
After school everyday
Fresh pot loose leaf tea
Slices warm homemade white bread
Butter churned today
Maybe slice of cheese
Love from Mom
Home!
March 14th, 2013 at 8:24 AM
Beautiful!!!
March 14th, 2013 at 11:09 AM
I love how so many wonderful memories are triggered by a taste, texture or aroma. My grandmother comes back to me so often through images of food or cooking. Thanks for triggering a few today.
March 15th, 2013 at 11:32 PM
That sounds great for any day.
March 13th, 2013 at 11:29 PM
Before Starbucks
By David De Jong
Sunday mornings after church
Strong, hot, Dutch coffee
Mom’s fresh homemade pastry puffs
Stuffed full fresh whipped cream
Dollop in coffee
Mother knew
Best!
So many great memories are accompanied by great food.
You can tell how much you are loved by how wonderful the food tastes/tasted – even when its a simple slice of bread.
March 14th, 2013 at 8:25 AM
“… even when it’s a simple slice of bread…” Yes!!!
Loved this poem!!
March 14th, 2013 at 5:07 PM
Thanks Henrietta
March 15th, 2013 at 11:34 PM
Me-thinking your mom was (is) one great cook – and full of heart too.
March 16th, 2013 at 4:43 PM
Thanks – Yes – she is very old and frail, living in a nursing home but the memories are grand.
March 14th, 2013 at 11:07 AM
Lovely, David, though I think I’ve gained five pounds just from savoring all these delectable poems. Maybe we shouldn’t do this form for awhile after this. ; )
March 14th, 2013 at 2:12 PM
Thanksgiving
Waking up Thanksgiving morn
To familiar scents
Only present once each year
Messing with my head
Waiting is torture
But I must
Wait
March 15th, 2013 at 8:35 AM
March 15th, 2013 at 11:35 PM
March 16th, 2013 at 7:51 AM
EARL! Welcome!! So good to have you join us!
Marie Elena
March 14th, 2013 at 2:20 PM
The Copy
My favorite dish from Grandma
Macaroni stew
I had eaten it for years
I could duplicate
It can’t be that hard
Just one taste
Yuck!!
March 15th, 2013 at 8:36 AM
Ha, ha, ha…
March 15th, 2013 at 11:37 PM
Go for it – and remember next time to add the love she added.
March 14th, 2013 at 2:51 PM
Chip Addict (Epulaeryu)
Potato chips I do love,
Taste that I so crave.
Crunchy, salty, flavorful,
Plain or with some dip,
Morning, noon or night.
Anytime,
Now!
© Kelly E. Donadio – March 2013
March 15th, 2013 at 8:37 AM
Hee, hee… Lay’s potatoe chips… betchacan’teatjustone…. Mmm…
March 15th, 2013 at 8:39 AM
Opps… extra ‘e’ on potato
! darn e s
March 14th, 2013 at 6:56 PM
MAPLE LEAF FOREVER
I love Canadian bacon
Fried up on a bun
Crispy edged, dipped in ketchup
Maple-flavoured too
I can smell it now
Yum!
March 15th, 2013 at 8:40 AM
Mmmm…
March 15th, 2013 at 12:41 PM
I had to stop reading – after travelling all day, they were making me too hungry! I did write a couple on the plane:
Lobster is food of the rich
glorious flavour
eaten five times in my life.
I wish to eat it
just once more before
my time runs
out!
*
A seriously sinful
chocolate orange cake
topped with Grand Marnier Ganache
woos gallant strong men
to deeds of glory
and derring
do!
(ie moving my piano!)
March 15th, 2013 at 9:21 PM
Viv, Choc orange cake with Grand Marnier Ganache would woo me too!
March 15th, 2013 at 11:40 PM
What a delightful dinner the two would make – fit for kings and queens.