kqj's recipes for medieval ice cream, sherbet and sorbet

mashed potato

potato milk

watered wine

mint nectar

dessicated sugar beet

oatmeal and pixie birch sawdust pancake baked

the blocks of ice are faerried down viaducts from the alps and broken inside Lady Luck's tapestry bags

Revised sonnet #168

Our future set I strained to snare a share

The paltry profits pooled as common loot

Id scored him when I wore a sexy suit

I bought his art its city savoir faire

His latest portrait knifed till past repair

He kicked the bas reliefs enforced the boot

His standards silly still unmatched and moot

I swung to save he grimaced dont you dare

Art student barely legal little coy

His secret mistress more than passing whim

The camera obscura box their joy

They printed perfect paint on sack and scrim

I want to leave him yet I love his work

He hates himself a most endearing quirk

Chorus work endeavour oeuvre

 

Revised sonnet #167

I was obsessed he won it was a rout

My fiancee firm in finance whom I chose

He random source of sage advice in woes

I loved a pal in dough a pal in doubt

Im not one whod just flout the fashion out

Initial kiss on nudge of nose on nose

I sensed my blinking lids asudden close

My fiancee never clumsy not about

He cussed and cursed and cut to certain size

He seemed to savour folk in rotten luck

His remedy a full on lurching ruck

He self anonymised to worldly wise

Alas a stranger first his inner self Id never learn

My fiancee not a fool to crash or burn

Chorus learn discover read 

Revised sonnet #166

She cued the cut and fit the bandage flush

I was in luck or love I wasnt woke

She fixed a man in blue eyes beyond a joke

She couldve kissed it better lowered lips lush

The husband human how Id keep things hush

She might initiate petting promise poke

Sick branch I doctored saw in bark off broke

I hadnt tarred to trunk the price of rush

She lined the barca lounger by the pool

She wore a red scarf knotted neat at neck

The bulbous blue bikini rigged to rule

Its massive mammaries yet kept in check

I figured her brave babe brazilian wax

And lurched off ladder landing next to axe

Chorus wax balmumu cera

Revised sonnet #165

It proved unclear to me a precedent

He gave to me a white wax wrap of flowers

At first I read them error mood unmeant

His wife had wads of charm or magic powers

As if a former flame he came off gent

How sweet is love at first it slowly sours

I mused on sniff of flowers I might relent

His looks of love outnumbered levelled lours

A cool white wine warmed warp in cheeks till bloom

As if the white of mountain edelweiss

Our hungry lips unhinged in kiss of ice

I felt our lust all commonsense subsume

Asleep the children down the stairs a bore

Im but a model nanny mums ignore

Chorus bore drag yawn

Revised sonnet #164

He kept on kissing me he couldnt stop

It flattered me I wasnt forced upon

Another giddy moment others gone

The futon flattened fornicators prop

Across the duvets we inclined at drop

The lamp light low across vague ripples shone

The bra undone out boobs I loosed to flop

He licked each nipple stiff as big bon bon

Home she arrived too early from her work

And caught us fornicating cussed us cheats

I nanny ninny blushed as perk at quirk

The complement her perfect plaits and pleats

Her mum unwell had nominated me

As stand in nanny if I found time free

Chorus me me me