Let’s talk turkey

A WILD TURKEY QUARTET

The Turkey Asks, Please
The turkey asks, please first give me another chance
give me a chance to eat, give me a chance to gobble
like you plan to do, and find some low bush cranberries
and some dropped apples on the ground, the power you
have is fine, give me the chance to eat before you dine.

Tom Turkey Pardon Me
The way that turkey flew and gob gobbled as it ran
gave me a different view and changed my hunting plan
it gave unto my head a serious change of mood
so instead of cold and dead I will not shoot the dude.

Moist and Tender
Moist and tender stays the turkey breast
tom turkeys wait for carving and to be dressed
the soup not greasy gravy with fresh giblets
turkey stuffing made with oysters and niblets.

Turkey’s Noodle
Turkey wishbone wild almost gone
as Thanksgiving must next day at dawn
a soup of peas a loaf of seeded rye
tomorrows soup turkey noodle
hot corn bread and apple streusel
fresh whipped cream and cold pumpkin pie.
 
From Great Pie to Grilled Octopi
My mouth waters when I can smell an apple rhubarb pie
so it was when I a child so is it now when I am wider
so be it when my eyes can not tell a spider from a fly
or octopus from squid and what it tastes like inside there.
 
Fina’denne’ or Tabasco Sauce
pika fina’denne’ or Tabasco sauce
get some mannok take your pick
some red rice and make it quick
so many depend upon a hot pepper sauce
splashed without restraint on some fried chicken
 
A Thanksgiving Breath Before Death 
(my senior citizen spin on Shakespeare’s sonnet 73)

I behold my time of death in some eternal cold
limbs lame, knees shot, fingers gnarled and froze
most of my songs sung, teenage tales all told
requiem for my frame cawed by a murder of crows
on sea cliffs I welcome the coming of night
watch the moon slowly rise in the east
and darkness as the moon slips out of sight
no worries about eternal night in the least
what is left of my tropical life is glowing coals
a low *tangantangan fire of burning embers
now it is heaven or hell and roasting souls
Thanksgiving has life way beyond Novembers
gone for good now age saps life and strength
my love for all that lives will stay the length

tangantangan is “a large bush  that proliferates on many of the high islands in Micronesia. Good for cattle feed and fuel.” —Chamorro-English Dictionary