Apples.. beetles.. caterpillars..
fertile ground.. hollyhocks..
Ivy jumbled kegs..
leafy mint.. nematodes..
quiet rest sunsets.. tomatoes under vines..
wheelbarrows.. xanadu yearning zeal!
was taking a bath on hills.
Trees were waiting
for the curtains to rise.
Scented stars would make
giant scars on the clouds,
I would make peace with the sky.
Lids of human greed were laden
with golden dust, I was hoisting the skull.
Of a virgin god who did not
want to live for the blotched up creation.
The decline was obvious. Truth
had refused to climb
on the sky-blue, salted peaks of springs.
Body had arrived,
mourners quietly wailing.
Gouged eyes could not decipher
the script on the halved pyramid.
Sun was sucking the clay.
This is my first A--Z poem. Any advice or comments are welcome.
Why oh why do I love pie?
The ABC's of it, and
The XYZ's of it
The PIE of it
A apple pie
B Boston cream pie
C custard pie
D Dutch apple pie
E equation pie 3.14
F fruit pie
G Grandma's Gooseberry pie
H humble pie
I ice cream pie
J jell o pudding pie
K kidney pie
L lemon meringue pie
M mincemeat pie
N nutty pecan pie
O Oreo cookie crust pie
P pud'nin pie
Q quick set frozen cream pie
R rhubarb pie
S sweet tater pie
T tuxedo pie
U upside down pineapple pie
V velvet truffle pie
W whip cream pie
X PIE IN THE FACE
Y yummy yam pie
Z zesty lemon/lime pie
now you know why oh why I love pie
The ABC's of it
The LMNOP's of it
and the XYZ's of it
So you are choosing Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
You love to eat them from a zip loc bag at the mall
You grew up in the deep south eating these odd things
For instance, you choose chicken feet with toe nails instead of chicken wings
You said you would eat the Rock Oysters with spaghetti or rice, it really doesn't
Sometimes you eat them fried in a Tempura Batter
Do you ever feel remorse knowing some baby pigs are missing their Pa
All because you prefer Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
I can't condone your preference for what you would call a tasty treat
Something is wrong passing up boiled eggs for pickled pig's feet
The stuff you eat would have me being a frequent flyer to a bathroom stall
I can't get past you showing favorites to Rocky Mountain Oysters Over Meatballs
Did anyone tell you what they really are
It's not something you eat with a date gazing at the stars
My mind has always been open to try different things
But I need to draw the line eating a male animal's bling bling
I've eaten camel, horse, octopus even legs of frogs
Down in Tijuana, I ate tacos made from dog
You say what's wrong with this, I share these with my in laws
Another advantage is Rocky Mountain Oysters cost less than your run of the mill
Have you tried them with a little bit of Texas Pete
Rumor has it they started with sheep on the island of Crete
I do however like a good seasoned batch of Collard Greens
Can't quite completely criticize the South, I am caught in between
But I do get a kick out of the deep Southern Drawl
But I am still a Yankee when declining Rocky Mountain Oysters over Meatballs
Amazingly alive and appealing
Delightful bread bowl
Wheat golden ripe ready for harvest..
The second choice of ABC form
from this site's definition...
"About This Poem"
The Warmth Of
and raspberry jam
Beef stew, salmon
pie, and egg rolls
out of ham
Quick party foods
and a hunters
Castle cake, feather
bed, and little
trees for Christmas
Cakes of Dolphin,
Smurf, and Muno
Doll with thousands
Baby items, aprons,
and dresses to sew
You can make your
own maple syrup, you
and Christmas logs
are a craft
make bird food is
always a laugh
sugar, and chocolate
Banana oatmeal, no
Deer meat lasagna
and savory stuffed
Leftover turkey meal
with stuff off your
candy apples, and
nature hunt fun
creative cakes and
rolls of cinnamon
More is in store and
waiting for you
By: Doris Anne
(I was told today by kind Rueben that this is an alphabet poem, a type of acrostic, so I am at
a loss whether to call it ABC or Acrostic. Just for your information, those wondering!)
Apple crumb and angel food cakes
Butterscotch banana shakes
Chili, Chinese, cheese, and chips
Doughnuts, deviled eggs and dips
Éclairs, English fish and chips
Fudge, fondue, fritters and French crepes
Guacamole, gumdrops, frosted grapes.
Hash browns, hot dogs, ham and honeyed scones
Italian food and ices, ice cream cones
Jelly rolls and jelly beans
Kish kabobs and Krispy kremes
Lemon pies, lasagna, luau barbecue
Mexican, mac and cheese, and spicy meatballs too
Nachos, noodles, nutty things
Oatmeal cookies, onion rings
Pizza, popcorn, party spreads
Quickie burgers and quick breads
Rum raisin ice cream, roasted meats
Spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, and sweets
Tacos, tuna, teriyaki,
Upside down cake. Are you hungry?
Veggie soups (though some are awful)
Waldorf salad, won tons, waffles
X-tra servings, Xmas treats
Yogurts sprinkled, yams baked sweet
Zucchini’s all that’s left to eat!
(for the new Anything Goes contest)
Don't Just Eat That: Do Something
June 23, 2012 at 6:29pm
By Oladeji Vicki Acquah:
How long have we warned you
how long have you ignored
how long will we be side tract.
We know who the culprits are,
there's no shame in their game.
We can call out their names,
They are not hiding, the disregard is blatant.
They can stop the one, they can stop the two.
The masses must rise, and organize
before we are to weak to rebel.
This is not a quick sale.
We have been investing in this for a long time..
Keep thinking there's someone watching the barn.
F.D.A ,C.I.A. FBI - H.A,A.R.P .NOPE:
THEY ARE NOT ON YOUR SIDE
THEY ARE FRIENEMIES.
"Enemies with a smile"
YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT "ROUND-UP'.
OR GENETICALLY ENGINEERED FOODS, DO YOU ?
DO YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT" BOVINE COWS",
OR CHICKENS GROWN IN SIX WEEKS WITH NO BEAKS,
DO YOU ?,...
DO YOU THINK THEY CARE ABOUT
CONFISCATING YOUR SEEDS ?
DO YOU THINK THE FOOD YOU EAT HAS NUTRITION..
AND THE CONFISCATED SEEDS- WERE confinscated
with GOOD INTENTIONS, DO YOU ?
How long before or children inherit more diseases
to please the greed of the pharmacies ?
Do you want to watch them suffer
while they heave and can hardly breath.?
You can only for so long make this be about color,
class, or race,as you turn away your face.
How long have we warned you
the corn the tomatoes the oranges
the trees the grass the water
the fruit the veggies the air..?
Do you care - do you ?
Stand up now
write, call, Speak, fight...
by any means necessary and...
"Don't Just Eat That"....Do Something !!!
Alber’s Tamale Pie, Australian Meat Pie, Apple Pie, Amish Country Strawberry Pie,
Bacon Pie, Bean Pie, Boston Cream Pie, Butterfinger Pie, Banana Cream Pie, Blueberry Pie,
Chicken Pot Pie, Crunchy Carmel Apple Pie, Chocolate Chip Pie, Chocolate Pudding Pie,
Date Pecan Pie, Date Custard Pie, Dutch Apple Pie, Date-nut Pie, Date Cream Pie,
Egg and Bacon Pie, Egg Custard Pie, Eggnog Pie,
Figgie Pudding Pie, Fig Pecan Pie, Fig Sweet Dough Pie, French Silk Pie.
German Onion Pie, Grandma’s Egg Custard Pie, Gluten Free Apple Pie,
Ham, Leek & Potato Pie, Ham and Spinach Pie, Ham and Eggs Pie, Heavenly Pie,
Iberian Chicken Pie, Irish Shepherd’s Pie, Italian Sausage Pie, Impossible Pie,
Jolean's Butterscotch Pie (Pennsylvania Dutch Style), Jelly Cream Pie, Jelly Bean Pie,
Kiss Pie, http://picky-palate.com/2010/12/20/kiss-pies/
Layered Chicken Enchilada Pie, Libby’s Famous Pumpkin Pie, Lemon Meringue Pie,
Mile-High Cabbage Pie, Mint Chocolate Chip Pie, Mississippi Mud Pie,
Nacho Pot Pie, Nutter Butter Frozen Peanut Butter Pie, Nummy Easy Key Lime Pie,
One Bowl Brownie Pie, Old Fashion Buttermilk Pie, Old-Fashioned Oatmeal Pie,
Pumpkin Pie, Pork Pie, Pink Lemonade Pie, Peach Pie, Pineapple Refrigerator Pie,
Que Passa, What’s up? No Q-Pies? Oops! Quiche' Pie!
Red Velvet-Woopies Pie, Rhubarb Custard Pie, Raspberry Swirl Cheesecake Pie,
Stove Top Tamale Pie, Spinach Ricotta Pie, Sweet Potato Pie, Strawberry Fudge Pie,
Turkey Pot Pie, Tomato Pie, Tater Tot Chicken Pie, Tofu Dream Pudding Pie,
U Won’t Believe It Chicken & Broccoli Pie, believe it or not, it’s a pie!
Vegetable Pie, Vegan Pumpkin Pie,
Weight Watcher’s Shepherd’s Pie, White Chocolate No-Bake Cheesecake Pie,
Xanax Pie. Yep! That’s what they call it! http://www.medschat.com/topics/xanax-pie/
Yellow Squash Pie and Yellow Yogurt Pie
Zucchini Crescent Pie, Zucchini Squash Pie, Zebra Cream Pie, and Zebra Pie…enjoy!
Written For Poetry Soup Member Contest: A Plentitude of Pies
October 16, 2014
Come & taste my delectable cuisine
That tickles your senses you know what I mean
A palatable pleasure that teases & excites
This is my doing my connoisseurs delight
One taste a smell you're already hooked
Trust me my food never gets overlooked
A bite just a nibble craving for more
Once the word is spread they'll be cues at my door
Ready steady cook or come dine with me
To impress the masses I do so easily
A clove of garlic black pepper a shake
I could impress royalty with the food that I make
A natural flair I have & I love to create
I know it's not hard for one to appreciate
Yes give credit where credit is due
Hmmm methinks I'll have fish tonight dessert apple stew
Anyways that's enough of my idle boast
Salmon pate seems nice I'll have mine on toast
I actually have a gift with the rhyming thing to
Come try my coq au vin delve into my vin da loo
From curried chicken to a tuna bake pasta
Just like Levi Roots I'm one talented black brother
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Almost too disgusting to look at
Bleehh they're so nasty!
Change is soon to come
Delight rushing through my veins
Excitement for the sound still unknown
Feeling the crispness of the new metal
Getting the cords and pedal ready..
Here goes nothing
I ate dinner last night and felt fine
It was leftovers at 9
The next day I decided to go out to eat
I get a rumble in my stomach and begin to feel the heat
What did i do wrong, ate out tonight
Now I feel like a crazy bird in flight
I feel the pressure as I am stuck in a traffic jam in my Kia
Now I know your restaurant gave me diarrhea
I make it to the toilet, I sit in the stall
Plenty available at the Southern Hills Mall
Too much salt, piss and vinegar
I begin to feel dizzy, my sight begins to blur
I am not in the jungle and I am not Sheena
But facts are facts, your restaurant gave me diarrhea
My business is finished, I wipe and leave
I have a runny nose and blow it on my sleeve
As I depart the john I leave behind a green smog
The overall experience was too much for the toilet, it clogged
Good thing there is employees at six dollars an hour
I get home and take a shower
Too busy to talk, so I will see ya
Won't be another customer there, that restaurant gave me diarrhea
Don’t eat from gastronomic hotels.
Kindly live maximally nutritious, opt pawpaw.
Revitalize strength to undertake vital works XL,
Delicious, delicious pie,
Enormous portion sizes,
Forever in my dreams,
Gorging myself senseless,
Happy endorphines kicking in,
In vigorous feeling,
Keep fit is what I need,
Longing for more,
My self esteem raging,
Naughty but so nice,
Punishing ones mind, body and soul,
Wonderful warm feeling,
Yearning for more and more,
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, so full!
Across the Swiss and Austrian Alps
brutal gusts steadly blow,
calling for heavy snowflakes
dancing as lost butterflies...
falling as summer's lonely stars.
Ginger bread smells good,
honey in tea is superb;
I inhale the steamy swirls that
jackrabbits love to smell.
Kaffe Klatsch is strong
lurching through their nostrils,
making them too hyper.
Northern Italy's wooden shacks
over the wide, frigid vallies...
point to a warmer South
quiet only at evening or night.
Roam as deer on snowy slopes,
stunning is the alpine scenery:
trees as tall as redwoods
ululate louder than hungry wolves...
vulnerable to snowdrifts' attacks.
Watch the skiers having fun,
xelophones making music,
yummy polenta being eaten...
zealous alpinists singing.
Slaves bind the rind and grind the porcine mind to a fine dust,
on the killing line, tools rust,
their shine left behind and our curly tailed brethren ascend to a time where the weather is fine ,
a constant sublime,
an unfurlment of the gaian divine,
ecstatic sequences sing to the night as biomechanisms swerve to harness the light..
rely not on sight but on the abolition of blight ,
keep it lit like a torch, avoid pork and veganise on the porch
lurch past the church and plant a score of yew trees and find the ease of the consciousness that lies within all of these felons and melons and rise up to heaven to join the eleven.
Asteroids slither thru bevels, and a blankness blankets their trails
as the evolution on earth slows to the pace of a snail
In a tunnel under earth, we were given a curse
In this world, we am called reverse
Eager to think and question
These things bring out nothing but aggression
We are one in all and all in one
Sent to the house of the street sweeper
Keep my thoughts from them, ill think deeper
In a subway we find the device
Must show the council word of advice
We are one in all and all in one
A is for apple her favourite food.
N is for nelly fortado her favourite singer.
G is for green her favourite colour.
E is for easter her favourite holiday.
L is for lilly her favourite flower.
The days in life, if you don't use them correctly,
and you spend them without doing things that you love,
it is like a good meal that you don't eat during the day
and you throw it to the garbage.
Thus if you lose your everyday meals,
near to the end of your life,
you feel hungry,
but there is not enought food to satiate you.
and you die hungry.
Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved
Apple pucker gets things started.
Bacardi Limon, with Sprite of course.
Cactus Juice, on the rocks.
Dirty mother, one of my Kahlua faves.
Eggnog, now even more so my Christmas fave.
French Connection, takes me to France for next to nothing.
Gin and tonic, just to try it.
Hypnotiq, I'm hooked on it.
Incredible Hulk, he'll tear you up.
Jack Daniels, my new best friend.
Kahlua, add it to coffee...mmmm mmmm good.
Long Island Iced Tea, one is not enough for me.
Malibu and Coke for an island escape.
Nuttini, the only martini that I will touch.
Ouzo, Greeks can keep this for themselves, I wouldn't mind one bit.
Pina coladas, problems soon forgotten.
Quince liqueur, if I have the time.
Rusty Nail, the kind I don't mind if I encounter.
Sex on the beach, now that's always fun.
Tequila one, tequila two, tequila three, tequila floor.
U-238, the only bomb I wanna be blown away by.
Velvet Hammer, can pound on me anytime.
Whiskey, Irish whiskey, preferably...goes down smooth, doesn't burn.
XXX, the Molson that will wreak havoc with my head.
York Peppermint Patty shot when my breath needs refreshing.
Zima, for something to break the ice.
Mashed potatoes are a drug
each bite tastes better than than the first
ladled in hot pork gravy
puddled in the middle of the dollop
and dripping slowly down the sides
soft and warm they slide down my throat
a little salt a little pepper
every bite I feel the pleasure
everything is simple when I eat mashed potatoes
I am in the NOW when I eat them...
I'm nurtured by the texture and the creamy warmth and flavor
of that fat spud who I think loves me as much as I love it.
Food is love and "love is a drug"
I heard that love is a drug in a song by the New York Dolls.
Well we certainly did it last night
When we went grocery shopping, there was a slight oversight
The dog will not eat his regular feast out of the bag under the sink
But he won't go thirsty, he will have plenty to drink
He's a good old boy, he will not complain
We're having Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes topped with the dog's Gravy Train
The chunks seemed to soften as they were put on the stove to bring out the flavor
The family will find out if it is something a person would savor
The smell was quite odd, not bad, not good, just odd
Maybe this would be gourmet in some areas abroad
As the kids sit the table, with the plates all the trimmings
The secret item is reduced to simmering
Everyone is ready to hear about the brown chunky stuff on the potatoes, I begin to
We forgot our usual Mc Cormick's instant, so we had to Fido's Gravy Train
Everyone at the table looked at one another
I hand the first plate to their mother
The next serving I passed to our daughter of age three
Then the next one came to me
I took one bite, the chunk shimmied down the throat
My stomach instantly began to bloat
The three year old took a bite and passed gas with the sound of a Whooping
Needless to say we gave Fido back his Gravy Train
Its the time of year when everyone gives thanks together.
Its when we show appreciation for one another.
The table is full with food made with love.
Your grandma made a pie for you just because.
Laughter is filling the room and food is getting passed around.
Everyone at the table loves that sound.
Sweet potatoes,pie,turkey oh my.
The family is all at the table having a blast.
Talking about how thanksgiving came so fast.
The food is brining a delicious smell.
We know this all too well.
The family is finally reunited.
Everyone is so excited.
Cherish the time with your family and friends.
everyone is so glad that the can meet again.
When this happened it caught the world off guard
An epic scene, a memory that you could not discard
Who would have guessed these two titans of obesity and tooth decay
Would break so many kid's hearts in such an upsetting way
The loving memories before this you could not forsake
The day Twinkie the Kid battled Captain Cupcake
Toucan Sam would choose sides and give the Kid some twine
Cap'n Crunch would throw his fellow Captain a life line
Fruity Pebbles took one side and Trix Rabbit took the other
Aunt Jemima split sides with Uncle Ben her twin brother
Count Chocula severed ties with his long time friend Tony the Tiger of Frosted
Nobody realized how much trouble was started when Twinkie the Kid battled
Now both state their case in front of the FDA
This is to determine who goes and who stays
The Twinkie Kid tells about his spongy outside
Captain Cupcake fires back with his pure chocolate pride
Captain Cupcake mumbles I bet you would get seasick
Twinkie the Kid hears and replies I know a rotund fella like you couldn't control a
lasso or perform horse riding tricks
In the end, they both reconcile and admit trying to outdo one another was a big
Generations down the road, history will repeat itself with a legendary battle of
belly busters between Twinkie the Kid and Captain Cupcake
That's it, I've had it
She uses Miracle Whip on her sandwich
I just can't handle this, I can't take anymore
I am real careful when I leave how I slam the door
When I left, I took with me
Not clothes or money
No rare painting or the Mingh Dynasty vase
Just what was in the Prenuptual, my jar of mayonnaise
I don't care for the store brand, Sauer's, Blue Plate or Best Foods
With Hellmann's by your side, to have a sandwich, you never have to be in the
A BLT, can you imagine that without the B
Let alone it would be just as disastrous without the LT
But then again, this is America, you can fix your sandwich any old way
That's why when I left, there would be no misunderstanding, I would take the
Some kind of bagel, bread or bun, sun dried tomato, white or whole wheat
Put whatever you want on the bread, but without out that one thing, it will never be
Maybe I will become a Health Inspector and find out which brand the restaurants
If it's not my brand, I will write them up for sandwich abuse
I will find out which type they use, for instance in their Tartar Sauce for their
Breaded Fish Fillets
Or maybe become a Divorce Lawyer to ensure that when my clients divorce they
don't lose out on their mayonnaise
This is a lesson I learned even though
It was in Black and White in our Prenuptual
It still seen its day in court
My girlfriend's lawyer said quit playing hard ball, come on be a sport
He further states she's willing to give you the car and your favorite 45 record by
Stevie Nicks Leather and Lace
I turn it all down and stick to my guns and retain custody of the mayonnaise
To this day, we no longer speak to one another
I got back at her, for years I have secretly shared it with her mother
Is this something I should feel guilty about, show some remorse
I am going to see if can marry the thing I love the most, it will never end in an ugly
I don't believe that I am going through a mid life crisis or some kind of phase
Please RSVP me and tell me if you feel this strong about your mayonnaise
dance when you can.
there are different ways of dancing.
there's slow dancing.
but every time you dance......................
your dancing different.
all you need is music.
then just dance dance dance!!!
Thanksgiving Day has arrived
in the nippy month of November,
and the dining room is in a festive mood;
Holiday music is softly playing in the living room...
the aromatic smell of the oven roasted gobbler
spreads to each room, to make everyone drool
for a taste of this delicacy in the late afternoon,
I bet all of them would!
Yesterday morning I went to the local supermarket,
and looked for the youngest and fattest turkey,
the one which is tender and moist...a turkey guests love to eat;
and when I spotted the best one, I hurled it into my shopping cart,
and went straight to the cashier acting a little crazy,
knocking down piles of canned food all over the floor,
and making all the customers scream!
Somebody next to me yelled,
" Young man, be careful...look out!"
Over there...another pile of tomato sauce jars
fell and the breaking glass sounded
worse than a quake hitting this quite town!
Embarrassed, and somewhat hilarious for the unexpected mess,
I rushed out with my heavy shopping bag...trudging like a hunchback!
The oven roasted gobbler steams on the table deplete
with lots of Holiday treats: eggnog, apple cider,
cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, roasted chestnuts
and a set of red candles to match the glossy plates;
O gobbler so perfectly cooked, you're ready for the sharp knife,
and be cut by the volunteer who will say, "Grace!"
O gobbler so tasty and young, wouldn't you love
to come back to life...and poke everyone with your beak?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Something had just occurred to me
As I sat and talked to Cleetus Magee
He was only joking that day
I took it serious in an odd, pathetic way
He suggested I open my own place for people to eat
I began to brainstorm on the cost for food, a/c, electric and heat
It hit me like a ton of bricks
After eating some Barbecue at Rick's
So tonight I will make my play
After raiding a few dumpsters, I will have enough to open my leftovers from all
I began by scanning the neighbors trash cans late at night
Not much luck, some Sausage Pudding and Tripe
Next I will raid Applebee's for some quality food to offer
I even found a couple of Golfballs I will give to a friend of mine who is an avid
As I was dumpster diving, I had some trouble from a couple of stray cats over
three chunks of meat
After a fight and I received a few scratches, the cats then leave in defeat
I picked up the meat to smell it, free meat my favorite price
With a lot of spices, it will be very well disguised
Then I moved on to the Noisy Oyster
All the seafood was still quite fresh, it contained plenty of moisture
I rented a space at a cold storage facility
Until I had enough for some business stability
With every dumpster raid, my food inventory grew
Maybe next would be IHOP, pondering if I should put breakfast items on the buffet
Tonight I open up the doors
To a feast no one has ever seen before
Just to see the customers go up for seconds or thirds gives me pleasure
The saying is true One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure
One customer said if he didn't have to go to work he would eat all day
Ssh! Please don't reveal my secrets about my leftovers from all over buffet