Butcher Poems - Poems about Butcher

... I saw a commercial on TV about some guy teaching younger people how not to be their parents. I started thinking, maybe this is what’s wrong with America. We no longer act like our parents did. This......Read the rest...

... (with nudity optional) Not another effort from The Lefts bleating masses, but the sparkily aristocracy of cerebral-celebritys; their binary-duality sweeping earth-wise. I ......Read the rest...

...Jackson Pollock (American painter, 1912-1956) His method – peripatetic, circumambulating – would have baffled the old masters. They propped their canvases on easels, giving them a standing ......Read the rest...

...Unleash death in all its glory... Let it bound with clear intent. To mock my last sup at Nature's passions With some acerbic argument. Let it make a case for time immortal To prison me away And......Read the rest...

...We tramp along the fire-trail to see a water view; The sand is damp from morning rain, and imprints of our shoes Are stamping in beside the chequered tracks of cycle tyres As Brett relates the na......Read the rest...

...First job in high school thought I would be just clean up I learned to cut meat......Read the rest...

...A turkey unwilling to die, was clever and famously sly: he cried to the axe, 'No time to be lax, I'm needed to fill up the pie.' The butcher was tender of heart, and dropping the axe with a s......Read the rest...

...body journeys through life life journeys on our bodies like a butcher knife life leaves marks on us, too creases, wrinkles, ailments, and the occasional tattoo ......Read the rest...

... *This poem will make more sense to Americans who watched t.v. in the 1970’s TIC TAC TOE the board real tidy. today Tiger would hold together the family photo. how old the queu......Read the rest...

...My favorite butcher knew just what to do When he sold me farm fresh noise makers for stew Like the mooer and quacker With the oinker and clucker And those parts that make the cock-a-doodle-do......Read the rest...

...Involved with illumination in my imagination Feeling the urge of sudden frustration and agitation My spirit, with wit, is legit and yes, I admit I’m a believer and a giver But, I’m not your chopp......Read the rest...

...Son, let your mouth strangle silence - The silence that breeds pushovers For profitless is the burden of a caged tongue When spikes in thy bottom doth lodge. Son, let not the bubbling discour......Read the rest...

..."Polka will never die" - Jim Butcher, Dead Beat Polka, I think, will never cease. I am watching the Palladium today. The dancers will enjoy the fun, And butchers will put aprons away. They......Read the rest...

...There was a fruit seller named Schaber And she was a peculiar neighbor With kids named Cherry Apple and Blueberry Who were all the fruits of her labor Well sometimes she would drop by And hav......Read the rest...

...Where it is sold mongrels you meet! You should guess: venues not too neat But man shuns not gladdening meat: Pork buyers do storm in my street… Children who neared meat mum would beat, Not lik......Read the rest...