anyone can write; am i a poet? you decide
Saltfish accras were a breakfast treat
I'd sit on a kitchen stool to eat
Shuurr the sound of falling into oil
Hot enough to fry or boil
Food and fancy are still
The taste memories never at will
Let go of her cooking
© gillena cox 2025
Tasty memories, Gillena, and I love the use of onomatopoeia in ‘Shuurr the sound of falling into oil’.
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I know without a doubt I would love this breakfast treat ~~ Fried.
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Food memories are some of the best ones to have of our loved ones. Nice one, Gillena.
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I love fish! This sounds delightful to me, Gillena. 💜
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Oh, the memories in that sound and those tastes!
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Nice one Gillena. This poem made me hungry.
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Gillena the picture of the accra makes me hungry for it. Thank you for linking to the recipe. Will try to find salted cod. If not, I'll use regular cod :)
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Everything is delicious when deep fried! Great poem, Gillena!
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I love the way this feels like a memory you can taste, Gillena. “Shuurr the sound of falling into oil” brings it all vividly to life.Much love,DavidSkepticsKaddish.com
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Fish for breakfast? Hmmm. They look almost good enough for a non-fish-eater to sample.
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Some of the strongest memories are those touched by our senses.
Tasty memories, Gillena, and I love the use of onomatopoeia in ‘Shuurr the sound of falling into oil’.
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I know without a doubt I would love this breakfast treat ~~ Fried.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Helen
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Food memories are some of the best ones to have of our loved ones. Nice one, Gillena.
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I love fish! This sounds delightful to me, Gillena. 💜
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Oh, the memories in that sound and those tastes!
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Nice one Gillena. This poem made me hungry.
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Gillena the picture of the accra makes me hungry for it. Thank you for linking to the recipe. Will try to find salted cod. If not, I'll use regular cod :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Lisa
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Everything is delicious when deep fried! Great poem, Gillena!
ReplyDelete😊 happy you dropped by Dwight
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I love the way this feels like a memory you can taste, Gillena. “Shuurr the sound of falling into oil” brings it all vividly to life.
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Thanks for your appreciation David
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Fish for breakfast? Hmmm. They look almost good enough for a non-fish-eater to sample.
ReplyDelete😊 happy you dropped by Judy
ReplyDeleteMuch♡love
Some of the strongest memories are those touched by our senses.
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