Sunday, June 13, 2010

POW Prompt #7: Language Sprinkle Series ... Italian

This week's prompt is Italian. The aim is to use a sprinkling of Italian words in your poem.











Alla Marinara*
Saucy Gina Rizzo,
full red lips and jet-black hair,
sexy dress cut down to there.
Her marinara celebre
at the trattoria downstairs.
Wooden spoon for stirring,
bubbles sail toward simmer,
cooking her redemption
every night at dinner.


*Spaghetti alla marinara literally translates to mariner's spaghetti. Cooks aboard Neapolitan ships invented marinara sauce in the mid-1500s after Spaniards introduced the tomato to Europe. This meat-free sauce was easy to make and resisted spoiling due to the high acid content of tomatoes.

11 comments:

Stan Ski said...

I'll have to try it and see if it tastes as good as it looks and sounds.

Anonymous said...

There's a special grace in basic foods.

flaubert said...

'cooking her redemption
every night at dinner.'
I like this Marianne! Good post.
Pamela

rallentanda said...

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach;)

Unknown said...

Sounds quite a gal but a good cook can be forgiven a lot!

Marianne said...

LOL! You've nailed it, Derrick!!!

Anonymous said...

Saucy poem all around, Marianne...fun take with the prompt!
- Dina

Anonymous said...

lovely, Marianne.
cooking is a saving grace, indeed.

Linda said...

Boy, that sauce looks yummy -- better than chocolate, even. Your poem is great -- love the rhyme, the meter, the "cut down to there." Saucy all the way around, Marianne. http://lindagoin.com/

J. D. Mackenzie said...

Like great stand-up or a great novel, this left me wanting more and wondering what Regina is seeking redemption about? Was it something as old-school as original sin or something spicier like her marinara?

Sheila Deeth said...

Oh, cool. And now I know what marinara means too.