The savor of every dish mentioned speaks of favorites and traditions and memories, all triggered by the sight, smell and taste. This project is an incredible font of information that reflects on each of our poets and sheds light on how we became who we are. Thanks to all who have shared these precious insights. We are finding ourselves understanding each other and respecting our varied backgrounds and upbringings.


Though I’m not a fan of the famed dessert  (too sweet for my taste), I’m most certainly a fan of the poetic decadence with which it is described.  Claudsy has me rethinking my distaste for butterscotch as she goes “Wishing and A’hopin!”  I offer my Bloom to Claudette Young for her sweetly lyrical ode to her mother’s butterscotch pie.

Wishing and A’hopin’ (by Claudsy [Claudette Young])

Aromas from Mom’s oven
Tantalized with a lifetime
Of Love’s expression.
Sweetness floated on atom
Wings to glide up nostrils
Attached to anticipation.

Eternity passed behind
Oven’s door, creating
Its own focused fascination,
While in fits and fidgets
I awaited the grand entrance
Of my Achievement Day’s
Perfect salutation presentation:
Mom’s family recipe of
Homemade Butterscotch Pie.


My choice for the BEAUTIFUL BLOOM touches something internally; a memory that mirrors one of my own. The line that expresses what we are experiencing here at POETIC BLOOMINGS reads as such:” Let the flavors merge together!”  Pretty much as our poems blend together to make this exquisite “soup.”  Marian Veverka, this BLOOM is yours!

his is the smell of dinner, cooking  (by Marian Veverka)

Sniff the smell of cabbage steaming
On the stove this Sunday morning

hand-picked from the vegetable garden
this sunny morning in November.

See how the cabbage keeps producing
Even when the frosts and cold spells

Turned all of the tender veggies
Into little piles of mush.

Now the pan of boiling water
Bubbles over from the lid

Quick! It’s time to add the noodles
Watch them grow from dry to plump.

We are ready! All the noodles mixed
Into the cabbage (with a bit of chopped-up onion}

Let the flavors merge together! Serve the kielbasa
On the side. Enjoy our delicious Sunday feast!


In our “Welcome” guidelines, we state that “we may choose to highlight one of your in-form poems on occasion.”  Never have we been so compelled to honor one of your poems as we are today.  Sharon, we honor you with our very first Special Bloom for your extraordinary prose poetry piece, “Perfectly White.”

Perfectly White (by S.E. Ingraham)

The cortege emerges from the fog as if by magic, a gleaming white hearse in the lead. Grave-diggers exchange glances – a white hearse? What’s with that? They look away, remember the smallish hole they were instructed to lay open in the soft earth, lean on the back-hoe, try to become invisible. The parade of cars is not very long; three cars counting the hearse, stopped now, the back door opened like a one-winged butterfly. More whiteness. A small, almost tiny, coffin is being slid out and four people surround the wee box – just patting the thing, murmuring, smoothing the pristine top. One, a woman with wild hair, dressed head-to-toe in black, falls to her knees suddenly, embracing the coffin, sobbing. The rest stand back awkwardly; no-one seems to know quite what to do next.

a small gathering
a soul unformed
one perfect rosebud

14 thoughts on “BEAUTIFUL BLOOMS – PROMPT #71

  1. Claudsy!!! … YES — the Grand Prize!!! 😀 !!! Congratulations!
    Marian V – I have never had this dish, but it sounds very Healthy, so I am fan! Congratulations!

    Yummy prompt and so much fun reading Everyone’s experience!! Thanks, so much, Walt and Meg!

  2. Thanks for choosing my poem. A great combination – cabbage and noodles for dinner and home made butterscotch pie for desert! Yummy!

  3. Thank you, everyone, and that you for my selection Marie and Walt. So much food to choose from, however did you select one over another?

    Marian, I so enjoyed yours since we use cabbage even to make a pasta dish.

    And Sharon, yours was such a winner. Congrats on your Special Prize!

    I had such fun on this prompt. Thanks again.

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  5. Whoops! I almost missed this, my special bloom. And I am so honoured! Thank you both very much for recognizing “Perfectly White” as the first form poem to receive this distinction – I hardly know how to thank you enough … but it is ever so appreciated.

    Kudos to both Claudsy and Marian for their dishy, yummy poems … both very much deserving of blooms. Nicely done Walt and Marie Elena – as always.

  6. Beef Stew with Dumplings

    Meat so tender it melts in your mouth,
    carrots from the garden
    makes you savor the sun which has moved south;
    Celery and cabbage add some zest,
    potatoes for filling you up to your chest;
    The rutabaga that doesn’t always smell great
    and onion that lingers after you ate;
    Finally, the piece that has us clamoring for more,
    the dumplings I stole from your bowl when you looked at the door.

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