What light from yonder kitchen breaks? – The small dog does Shakespeare…

But soft! What light from yonder kitchen breaks?
It is the ‘fridge, and all my dreams are won!
Arise, black hound, devour the cheesy feast,
And from your hunger pangs now seek relief.
Those sausages, more near at hand than she,
By her hand made, whilst thou wast envious,
Eat now, unless thou shoulst be sick and green,
The guilt? Thou must but bear it. Cast it off.


It is my two-legs! Uh oh, I’m undone!
O that she had not come!
She looks, yet she says nothing. What’s all that?
Her eye speaks volumes; I will run for it!
I cannot hide…she knows where she must seek.
I wish myself with all the stars of heaven!
With puppy gaze I do entreat her eyes…
They twinkle in response despite her frown…
What if I hold her eyes, and keep her here?
The twitching of her cheek belies her ire
As laughter doth her tears; her eyes to heaven
Raised in mock despair, they gleam so bright
That I could sing and think I’ll be alright.
See now I lay my cheek upon her hand,
And feel nothing but love within that hand,
In spite of all my cheek!

With abject apologies to Shakespeare…

(At least this makes a change from her fascination with Macbeth…)

 

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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58 Responses to What light from yonder kitchen breaks? – The small dog does Shakespeare…

  1. Darlene says:

    I love it and I´m sure the Bard would too. xx

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  2. Mary Smith says:

    Wonderful. I hadn’t read the Macbeth one before and enjoyed it, too.

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  3. quiall says:

    Hahaha Brilliant! Forsooth, I say: Friends, Romans, Countrymen lend me your dog. I come to bury Cesare Salad . . .

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  4. scifihammy says:

    hahaha Love this! Well Done! 😀

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  5. wonderful Sue. For Maggie,
    The ding of the microwave calleth,
    What delights there are to behold,
    Scrambled eggs are mine favourite,
    Methinks delicious, hot or cold!

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  6. Wonderful , from one who has a front, row balcony seat for your posts! ❤

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  7. Ha ha ha. Oh, there go the homemade sausages. This was so funny. Love the guilty photos too.

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  8. bobcabkings says:

    Ani, the photogenic poet! ❤

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  9. Woebegone but Hopeful says:

    So cute. So talented.

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  10. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

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  11. But … but … what about the sausages? Love is grand … but what about the cheese?

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  12. Great! Ania real citizen of the UK, but as an cheese-eater a more french origin? LOL

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  13. noelleg44 says:

    Fantastic! Who knew Ani had this amazing Shakespearean side!

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  14. Joan says:

    Absolutely loved this!

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  15. Eliza Waters says:

    Excellent! Brava!!

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  16. Congratulations Ani, on liberating the sausage, great Shakespeare too!

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  17. Wow! I had no idea Ani knew Shakespeare. This was really cute. 😀 — Suzanne

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  18. Widdershins says:

    All the world’s a stage, and sausages, and tennis balls, and mud … but not baths. 😀

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  19. dgkaye says:

    Ani, you are Bard of the barkers! Brilliant! ❤ Hugs xx

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