Solace is a Chocolate
I like my chocolate dark
and just a touch
before bitter. I like my
chocolate barely sweet.
There are hands
that would close my lips,
priests who would say
I should feel guilty for
taking thin Lindts
on my tongue
like wafers at communion.
What do they know
of the Christ at Cana,
who is just now leaning in
to slip me another piece
of solace.
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and just a touch
before bitter. I like my
chocolate barely sweet.
There are hands
that would close my lips,
priests who would say
I should feel guilty for
taking thin Lindts
on my tongue
like wafers at communion.
What do they know
of the Christ at Cana,
who is just now leaning in
to slip me another piece
of solace.
We are writing "solace" poems at HighCallingBlogs. Want to join us?
Labels: common grace, HIgh Calling Blogs, poetry, random acts of poetry
posted by L.L. Barkat at
8:00 AM
21 Comments:
I so like how you turn this!
What do they know, what do we know, we who think we know so much.
When it comes to chocolate and solace, we know better, don't we.
Loved this piece of solace.
Joy always,
Susan
Amen, sister!
Ah yes! It's never as easy as one might like to obtain 86% cacao, closer to the way the Creator intended.
Oh yes! A thin Lindt is just short of holy.
Let me also receive such with open, waiting, willing, heart in mouth
so good going down...melts on the tongue.
love this [& dark chocolate!]
I need to email you. How do I do that? My address is susandot deborahatgmail.com.
Hmm...Grace in mid-afternoon...feet curled up in hammock...eyes closed...dark chocolate Lindt melting away layers in my mouth...savor the fleeting moment...
My word, L.L.
That was simply exquisite.
Far better than any chocolate.
You leave me hungry... and satisfied ... and savoring.
Thank you....
All's grace,
Ann
and I like mine raw and so bitter my teeth hurt...
This was wonderful. With the new dark screen and the candles to the right, I felt as if I was watching from the shadows.
Blessings.
This is lovely. Dark and on the edge of bitter is just right.
Kath
L.L., I appreciate your encouragement. Here's my link if it's not too late. http://www.stephiegoldfish.com/id8.html
Life is like your chocolate you describe! Loved your solace poem.
Reminds me of my own sacrilege, writing about Chocolate as Christ, Paschal mystery, melting darkly on my tongue. Tasting it now....
You'll have to forgive me, but I don't think I've ever been here, and what a time to stop in: hospital update and a printable chocolate poem.
I hope you don't mind us finding a place to hang it (uh, not your hospital update; sorry, but our empathy has aesthetic limits) somewhere in our Neopolitan Ice Cream-themed kitchen.
When I was a child, I used to like chocolate as a child (milk chocolate, all that sugar).
Now that I am older, I like the better chocolate. Like you say, just before bitter. There is a kind of powerful, kind of risky closeness in that, in stepping just before a boundary.
If you ever come over, I'll make you this great chocolate ice cream recipe called "Black Satin Ice Cream." Nice and dark.
Monica, I wouldn't mind getting that recipe, if you're sharing.
Sam: it's from DEATH BY CHOCOLATE CAKES, by Marcel Desaulniers, chef and founder of The Trellis restaurant in Williamsburg, VA. I have a signed copy. :)
9oz semisweet choc
1.5 c heavy cream
(I use 12oz choc since chocolate chips come in 12oz bags.)
1.5 c whole milk
1/3 c cocoa powder
3/4 c sugar (I use evaporated cane juice or "Sucanat")
3 egg yolks
Whisk everything but choc. chips together. Heat and whisk continually until thickened. Turn off heat and stir in choc. chips until melted. Refrigerate overnight. This fits well in my ice cream maker which fits about 1.5 quarts.
Wow, Monica. Heavy cream, whole milk, chocolates, egg yolks...
Sounds unhealthy.
And delicious. I'll try it.
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