Help! There’s a dragon in my stew!

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A dragon basks in my stew, scales glinting with heat

Steam curls, weaving tales of daring quests

Potatoes anchor islands, thickening the plot

Carrots float like tiny boats on a spicy sea

Pepper flames flicker, igniting bold flavours

Onions create layers of intrigue

Garlic breathes magic

Stew simmers bold.

 

Spoon stirs, dragon flares

Bubbles pop with mystery

Savoury secrets blend-

Courage takes a bite.

 

Spoon dips,

Bowl lifts.

 

Savour.

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    As a child used to look at the soup and imagine things now I eat it to fast for pictures to form. Several metaphors here and yet the main plot seems litteral and delicious

    • arqios

      I did too! Even had story boards to go along. But some soups go soggy and clumpy if left to cool down…lol metaphor diving and mining ⛏ optional 😄👍🏻🕊

    • Teddy.15

      Structured poetry for me is a big task so we'll done, as for the imagery exceptional my friend. A fun read and what a way to promote stew 🤣 🍲 try to make one with Guinness my friend. 🌹

      • arqios

        It’s like stretching and warm ups before sport or physical activity. And Guinness is an ingredient in drunk dragon stew! 🙏🏻👍🏻😁

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        I have never been much of a soup fan...but stew...now you are talking. And, damn, if I had a dragon in my stew I would be playing as opposed to eating! LOL! Such a fun poem that warmed the cockles of my heart as surely as a bowl o' warm stew would warm and satiate my belly. Well done, friend! 🙏❤️

        • arqios

          Ha, yeah! Soup has to be made well to be palatable but stew on the other hand is hard to ruin, imo! Winter warmers are the best 🙏🏻👍🏻🕊

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Exactly! 💯

          • Cassie58

            This poem reminds me very much how I had to encourage our Robbie as a three year old to eat his veg. We had to play games. Lots of them. Airplanes incoming. The spoon descending from a height with a full load and then a handclap when the cargo landed safely in a little open mouth. It worked a treat. Your stew looks delicious. Straight down the hatch. Yummy.

          • Thomas W Case

            Fantastic work. Now, I'm hungry.

          • Tony36

            Excellent write

          • Mutley Ravishes

            That was fun. I used to imagine stuff like this when I was a kid! Nothing like a rhyme to bring it back online.



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