Showing posts with label Grandmother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grandmother. Show all posts

Thursday, June 4, 2026

A Grandmother’s Three-Step Rhubarb Pie Recipe by Michael Brockley

 

Valeria Boltneva


A Grandmother’s Three-Step Rhubarb Pie Recipe

  1. Roll the pie crust and place it in a pie plate. 
  2. Who walks beside you in your most curious dreams? 
  3. What city from the archives of history would you like to visit next summer? 
  4. Which token did you choose when you played Monopoly?
  5. If you could create a national holiday, what or who would you celebrate? 
  6. Mix into the pan two tablespoons of tapioca, one cup of sugar, and three cups of rhubarb picked fresh from your grandmother’s garden
  7. What songs did you wear out on your first record player?
  8. How many times do you let your phone ring before you answer it?
  9. What sort of pet would you adopt if you were a private eye?
  10. What kind of flower would you name after your grandmother? 
  11. Bake the ingredients at 375 degrees for 45 minutes.

© Michael Brockley


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Michael Brockley


Michael Brockley is a retired school psychologist who lives in Muncie, Indiana. His prose poems have appeared in The Prose Poem, Doublespeak Mag, and Keeping the Flame Alive. In addition, Brockley's prose poems are forthcoming in Bay to Ocean Journal, Unlikely Stories Mark VI, and Stormwash: Environmental Poems, Volume II.


Monday, September 22, 2025

Granny Joan by Robbie Cheadle

Natalia Vaitevich

Granny Joan

a freestyle poem

The plaster of Paris figure

Adorned her dressing table

Pluto, hand-painted by me

The quiet granddaughter

I recalled its pairing, Mickey Mouse

The one that didn’t survive

I tried to wash him in the swimming pool

Within minutes, he melted away

Returned to water in a cloud of powder

Absorbed into the surrounding mass

I was shocked, and I cried

The survivor, I gifted to Granny Joan

Her treasure, displayed with pride

One day she was gone. Dead!

My first experience of that black word

Death, that took Granny

And never brought her back again

Granny Joan, the artist

Taught me how to make a cradle

From a plastic butter tub

And leftover pieces of material

Showed me how to make

A beautiful doll’s house

From a wooden tomato box

The house had paper windows, curtains, and a door

She drew me paper dolls on stiff card

I learned how to make clothes for them

With little tags to hold them on

Under her tutorage I gained

The skill of embroidery,

Applique technique,

And how to design and sew

A variety of Cindy doll clothes

***

Granny Joan, the encourager

Of a young girl’s creativity

I wonder what she thinks

When she visits me from Heaven

I always leave my artwork on display

To let her look

© Robbie Cheadle


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Robbie Cheadle


Award-winning, bestselling author Robbie Cheadle has published thirteen children’s books and three poetry books. Her work has also appeared in poetry and short story anthologies. Robbie also has two novels published under the name of Roberta Eaton Cheadle and has horror, paranormal, and fantasy short stories featured in several anthologies under this name. The ten Sir Chocolate children’s picture books, co-authored by Robbie and Michael Cheadle, are written in sweet, short rhymes which are easy for young children to follow and are illustrated with pictures of delicious cakes and cake decorations. Each book also includes simple recipes or biscuit art directions, which children can make under adult supervision. Robbie’s blog includes recipes, fondant and cake artwork, poetry, and book reviews. https://robbiesinspiration.wordpress.com/. Robbie Cheadle’s books are available here: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Robbie-Cheadle/author/


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