Tag: food writing

• When I Was Given Lemons

  Let lemons harden. Sour will remain in tact. Turned to ornaments.

  G. Pearson

  November 28, 2022

  Writing

  daily writing, food poetry, food writing, freedom, haiku, lemonade, lemons, Micro Poetry, mood progression, pain, pearsonpivot, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, time, Writing

• Flavor Hunt

  (1) Check pesto for nuts. (2) Pine over aromas. Stir. (3) Top salmon and rice.

  G. Pearson

  November 27, 2022

  Writing

  cooking and writing, Daily Poetry, daily writing, food poetry, food writing, haiku, Micro Poetry, pearsonpivot, pesto, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, rice, salmon, Writing

• Spoiled Love

  Sweet, ripe fruit of love All things spoil at some point Gentle love hurts most

  G. Pearson

  November 26, 2022

  Writing

  cause and effect, Daily Poetry, daily writing, death, emotional, expiration, food poetry, food writing, haiku, love, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, short story, spoiled fruit, Writing

• Distortion

  I truly felt thin. My skin gripped. My head dizzy. Hunger’s tricking me.

  G. Pearson

  September 24, 2022

  Writing

  body dysmorphia, body image, confidence, Daily Poetry, daily writing, distortion, Fiction, food writing, haiku, mental illness, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, psychology, short story, skinny, thin, weight loss

• Before Sunrise

  Milk oil settles Creamy tart smell in the mug There’s peace in green tea

  G. Pearson

  June 27, 2022

  Writing

  cafe, coffee, cup of coffee, daily haiku, Daily Poetry, daily writing, escapism, food poetry, food writing, haiku, life of a writer, Micro Poetry, milk tea, morning, morning vibes, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, short story, social distance, tea, tea time, Writing

• Haiku For You

  Suppressed, I yearn still Perfected a cheesecake too! Cooled on window sill

  G. Pearson

  November 29, 2021

  Writing

  Celibacy, Daily Poetry, daily writing, drinking, earthly pleasures, food writing, haiku, love letter, metaphor, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, romance, secret love, temptation, Writing

• The First Kill

  Didn’t feel as dirty as I wanted it to. Just hunting the deer and understanding the death of the animal… I later on smell metal as I feel the air coming through the grill in the truck. The doe sprawled across the front of my truck is the bloodiest part of my life. All else…

  G. Pearson

  November 5, 2021

  Writing

  anxiety, archery, autumn, Bambi, buck, cause and effect, Christian writing, Christianity, creative nonfiction, daily writing, death, deer, doe, earthly pleasures, eden, escapism, first kill, food writing, hell, hunting, inspiration, jungle, life and death, life lessons, metaphor, mood, nature, nature writing, pandemic, short story, social distance, stress, utopia, wilderness, Writing, young adult

• Warmest French Bread

  I am the River Moldau collecting beneath crossed ankles. I am the sideways push to get out from your path. I am you, stained grey-air ash. I am warmest French bread and condensation on the plate. Me and the droplets waiting for spreadable Everything’s Better Butter.

  G. Pearson

  May 15, 2020

  Poetry, Writing

  Celibacy, Daily Poetry, food writing, French bread, Micro Poetry, Poem Of The Day, Poetry, River Moldau, self-care, Writing

• Sour Daze

  I melt right down to sticky glaze thinking those sweet cherubs had to be consoled of me. Seeing those faces in the yearbooks past, I wonder if I’ve done my job well enough. Old friends I’ve tormented tell me it made them stronger — made the smiles afterward longer lasting. Over the years, these dear…

  G. Pearson

  May 12, 2020

  Writing

  daily writing, food writing, inspiration, inspo, Instagram, metaphor, Writing, writing prompt