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Receipe for a Fall Classic

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The theme of the evening revolved around these prompts:

A Funny Thing
Worth It
Magic
Mystery
Last Time
Blue


Recipe for a Fall Classic

For a perfect pick-me-up, quick and tender,
  you can’t beat the nourishment of a classic Fall Splendor.
Splendors come in a variety of flavors and forms,
  like hash, or hot dishes, there are no rules or norms.

And on cold Winter days, when the doldrums arrive
  popping a few Splendors helps one to survive.
It’s worth the extra effort to make one from scratch,
  and the following is my recipe to whip up a batch.

Ingredients:
Start with a wisp of frost from the neighbor’s roof-top
   and add every fall sunset which has a red backdrop.


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Take the dried flower stalks, who's prime has passed
   and a slap of North wind with a pre-winter blast.
Include that one and only early-fall shiver,
  and a scoop of morning mist from down by the river.
Fold in that last weekend spent out of town,
  with the leaves in glory, red, yellow and brown.
Add two dozen rays of slanting autumn sun
  and at least one evening of campfire fun.
Mix in the entire blue sky above crunchy ground
  with the mysterious Northern Lights, if they can be found.

Remember to include sights, not actually seen,
   like yipping coyotes in a nearby ravine.
 
After gathering the ingredients, bring them all together
  while everything is in its’ prime.
Then, we’ll let our Splendor ferment a bit
  in a quiet part of the mind.



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It’s sad to think of how quickly Splendors disappear
  and end up in a dark corner of the pantry
  co-mingling with all of the other Splendors.
And all too soon, they get crowded out by new ones.

But funny thing is, when I find a bit of this one next Winter
  while picking through the scraps in despair,
  it will take but a morsel to satiate
  and tonight’s magic will still be there.

Enough small talk, our dish is done,
   the moment has arrived to indulge.
Gnaw, nibble, bite and heartily feast;
   eat, until eyes start to bulge.



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Mmmm.
A Splendor this prime, goes down so fine.  
MmMmm.

So that’s my recipe, in a nutshell;
  can’t recall the last time one turned out so well.
I hope you’ve enjoyed this Splendor tonight,
  for me, it has been a splendid delight!

Pete Zeller
November 22, 2024