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Monday, 1 April 2013
Between Heaven and Hell
And I was taken
to see the Kitchen-of-the-Uncommitted-of-the Age -
the angels' latest Digital Experience, that shows
how nourishing may Heaven's dishes be
and how very toxic Hell's,
though they boast the same ingredients
and work from the same recipes,
and how both are born of mankind's muck and muddle,
the fecundity of human thought and strife,
the clatter and the clutter
of the pans of old ideas
and the sprinklings and the stirrings of the new:-
but the difference between them
is the imaginative love
that is added by a chef who's bold and true.
Thanks to The Mag162 for this excellent visual prompt.
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Love the idea that Heaven's and Hell's dishes are both made from the same ingredients......except for the most important one!
Hope you had a Happy Easter, Dave.
Pan of old ideas! good- I enjoyed your take! thanks.
both born of mankinds muck and muddle...ha...isnt that the truth....so either way i am stuck doing dishes....dang i had higher hopes for the afterlife....smiles...the dishes made of the same ingredients is an intriguing thought as well...
I cooked today quite plain dish as usual between Heaven and Hell, fortunately maybe...
Great take on that puzzling kitchen. Yes, same ingredients - dependent on the stirring, often.
Same ingredients, same aim to please but it failed to work. Good intentions remaining as it is! Nicely Dave!
Yes...the only difference between Heaven and Hell is just a single ingredient - LOVE! That is so true:)
I really like the pic...it is one of those I just can't stop gazing at!
A great write, Dave.:)
Love this take on it. Anytime I try to cook it ends up turning to hell :)
I have a chef son ... when he cooks for me, it's heaven ~~ if I attempt the same dish ~~ it's hell.
Captivating poetry ...
And when one half of the populus has the use of ingredients too exotic for the ordinary supermarket shelves, the rest make do with food coupons issued as a loan to tide us over.
Brilliant. I am going away to think about this some more. Thank you. (And there is a LOT of muck and muddle here.)
Now that I have read yours, I double the thank you to you for reading mine. This is composed of splendid imagery, and intriguing ingredients!
Glad to see that angels are having a Digital Experience...This is definitely "bold and true"!!
Wish that kitchen would franchise itself!
Ah, yes - the chef makes all the difference. :o)
This poem flows so effortlessly. I enjoyed each thoughtful and profound line.
Genius says the un-sayable with deceptive simplicity. You are in rare atmosphere. . . again
ALOHA from Honolulu
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The chef makes all the difference. I enjoyed this poem. The alliteration really underscored the sentiment.
Exactly! Except for the most important one...
Kind words. Much thanks.
I think they call it maturity, when you begin to realise that there aint no way out of the dishes - and other chores!
Yeah, all our dishes seem to come from there an' all!
Thanks - and yes, it was quite a puzzle.
Thanks for this, the good intentions are important!
Thanks once again for some very generous thoughts.
Me too! I wonder why that is...
I takke it you're referring to the result in both cases? Thanks for.
Thanks. All comments truly valued.
Sadly, only too true. A very valid point that I should have made. Thanks.
Indeed. I guess it's all muck and muddle one way or another. It's how we get by.
A warm elcome you -- and doubt not! I was genuinely impressed with what I read - and am moved by your comment. Thank you for both.
Well, I thought: why should the mortals have all the best gadgets? Thanks for your comment.
Ah, now there's a thought!
Hi! Welcome to the blog. Absolutely. ALL the difference! Thanks for saying.
The Write Girl
Good to have you visiting, and many thanks for the comment.
Wow! And sincere thanks again.
Hi! Welcome to the blog and much thanks for taking the time to comment. It is much appreciated.
mankind's much and muddle
where is the food when mother is not?
I reckon you have struck to the heart of this image , Dave , quite a gift you have !
The pans of old ideas...oh I love that...great write, as always, Dave...
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