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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: In The Kitchen - deadline 7-19-12 @ 9:59 AM NY Time (07/12/12)

TITLE: A Meal for the Belly
By Frankie Kemp


A Meal for the Belly

In the kitchen,
my grandmother stood,
ministering to her brood
as only she could.
The firstfruits of her day
would most often include
a manifestation of our Savior’s way.

In grand dedication and savory workings,
she rendered a meal for provision and strength.
With hands of love, tracking flour
along the countertops,
she mixed and shaped
the day’s first biscuits.

In the kitchen,
my grandmother stood,
rising ere the light of bright dawn
could make its purpose known.
Intent was she on the task at hand;
to provide for them all, her perfect plan.

The sausage wafting aromas of hope and home,
she wakened them to greet the morn.
With hands of love, tracking flour
along their hearts,
she served them and fed them,
her famished flock.

In the kitchen,
my mother repeated
traditions passed down,
traditions needed.

A meal for the belly,
a gathering of strength,
around a table
fit for a king.

Though time and circumstance
has altered the way;
We no longer gather at
the start of the day.
My vision and purpose will ever remain.
What good I was taught echoes the same.

When in the kitchen,
I’m permitted to stand,
preparing and concocting
a feast for my clan,
mindful am I of
the hands that taught me
the gift of provision,
the promise of moments.

Those hands of love
have left their mark,
not just in floured fingerprints
on my mind and heart—
They have reflected THE ONE,
THE ONE whose perfect love
is displayed.
THE ONE whose nail-scarred hands
track peace and hope
and love and life
across the corridors of
time and space
and into the kitchen,
most blessed place.

A meal for the belly,
a gathering of strength,
around a table
decked for a king.

“The righteous eateth to the satisfying of his soul: but the belly of the wicked shall want.” Proverbs 13:25

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C D Swanson 07/20/12
What a great poem. It was enlightening and peaceful at once. I loved it. Thanks.

God bless~
Sandra Renee Hicks 07/22/12
Hi -

Indeed, this poem has rhythm.

And the love aroma is deliciously displayed.

Thank you for this sweet kitchen arrangement.
Barbara Lynn Culler07/23/12
I like the repetition of lines. What a great heritage!
Helen Curtis07/23/12
This is just beautiful. I'm not a poetry expert but the rhythm and timing seemed to be spot on.

The message you bring in this ode is one of love and tradition and the joy of providing for those we love. I would do well to print this out and post it in my kitchen, as a reminder of my role as a wife and mum. It's so easy to get caught up in the 'equal opportunity' way of thinking; I long to have this kind of heart. Thank you so much for writing this and for the blessing you have brought to my heart today. XO
Mildred Sheldon07/24/12
I thoroughly enjoyed your poetry. It was filled with so much love and sweet memories of how important one room can be.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 07/25/12
This is lovely. I enjoyed the rhyme and rhythm to it. It tugged at my heart as I pictured the MC remember what she had been taught by prior generations. Yes times do change but I really respect how the love while preparing can remain steeped in tradition.