Soup’s On! For dVerse Poets

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The long hot summer seems to be over, folks, at least for awhile.  Hurricane Lidia has hit the coast and is heading our way. At my house, fans have been replaced by space heaters, toe socks have been dug out of storage, and the kitties have been allowed admittance to the house. Coco sits on the terrace table, facing me with hopeful eyes, and wins admittance to the bedroom for herself and Zoe. Rain has cooled down the pool and continues to fill it to overflowing, and the dVerse Poets prompt, as well as the weather, has turned my mind toward steaming cauldrons of soup.

Soup’s On!

After months of weather that is bloody hot,
it is a shock adjusting to weather that is not.
Lidia’s approaching. We feel her chilly blast.
More weather to complain about. I feel the die is cast.

Summer’s fast departing. In fact, I think it’s gone.
So jettison the ice cream and put the soup pot on.
Clear soups, consommé or bisque. Any soup will do.
Cream soups, chowder, velouté. Campbell’s, potage, stew.

I’d settle for corn chowder, chili or tomato,
but I’d be even happier if it were potato.
If there is just a drop of any soup left to be had,
I’ll settle for a soupçon. A spoonful. Just a tad.

So ring the dinner bell. At once, I’ll be by your side.
Ready to be souped-up, crackered, coffee’d, pied.
Then roll me to my bed, please, and tuck the covers tight.
Chowdered-up and toasty, I’ll bid you a good night.

The prompt for dVerse Poets today is to make soup!!! To see other poems about soup, go HERE.

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24 thoughts on “Soup’s On! For dVerse Poets”

  8. merrildsmith's avatarmerrildsmith

    This was a delight to read, Judy. I loved the flow and rhyme, and the coziness it describes
    “Ready to be souped-up, crackered, coffee’d, pied.
    Then roll me to my bed, please, and tuck the covers tight.
    Chowdered-up and toasty, I’ll bid you a good night.”

    And yes, the pun. 😉

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  10. Unknown's avatarsam

    Great comment poem, and great weather too. We are having the same brought on by that hurricane. It has gotten down to having 60 degrees during the past three nights. But the weather report tells me that it will only last for this week, then get hot again; so here it will only be a soupcon in the weather then get hot again. My Coco (cat) did move back into the house for the time being. Thanks for a cool poem. God knows I am going to have enough firewood this coming winter both inside and outside.
    Cool Man SAM

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  11. sanaarizvi's avatarsanaarizvi

    “I’d settle for corn chowder, chili or tomato, but I’d be even happier if it were potato,”… yes! I wholeheartedly agree 😀 Gorgeous poem 💖💖💖

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