Al Dente Poems - Poems about Al Dente

...A lady in sunny Rimini, told the chef she wanted zucchini. She finished her meal, then said, with some zeal; “I love, sir, a firm bucatini.”......Read the rest...

...It tastes a little like patience, a pot simmering on low heat; It tastes like something left on ice that now has been perfectly thawed; It tastes a little bit sugar, attached to what they di......Read the rest...

...Along a Jersey creek, somebody Made a crazy find – 500 pounds of pasta had been Somehow left behind. Whoever dumped the noodles (Mainly elbows and spaghetti) Isn’t known, but word got out a......Read the rest...

...NOUVELLE CUISINE Nouvelle cuisine the waiter said, as he served the food to me Where’s the rest I asked him, as I’d earlier skipped my tea Tiny bits of something on a massive bloody dish I trie......Read the rest...

... “Sacred Lakes” There is magic in your shaman bones stories shaken like strange mojo busy under cover of autumn leaves turning burnished to......Read the rest...

...i can't say that i am growing up looking back normality morality fit me in some category like poetry i'm not iambic i'm more pelvic and musically you can find me andante ......Read the rest...

...DISHES OF THE DAY - POETRY Happiness à priori Health well done Peace to the right point Love at will (á la volonté)... ! ......Read the rest...

...Sleepless ... tossed like pillows, our sleep number slumber so sweetly disturbed ... pretzel limbs, twisted soft and warm ... we tear torrid tunnels through Egyptian cotton ... Swimming, deep, t......Read the rest...

...He rides his horse into town with dramatic cowboy flair where suddenly a certain amount of tension fills the air wide rimmed cowboy hat pulled down low with guns strapped to his sides ready to go ......Read the rest...

...Midday sometimes in class instead of learning algebra While she should be calculating and figuring a formula Her mind wanders aboard a moonlit gondola Serenaded by a musician and his viola She ......Read the rest...

...I like my poetry soup cooked al dente, so lots of diced adjectives in the pot went, and I threw in some fresh verse, lyric, I did immerse. I folded in liquid imagination, and sprinkled......Read the rest...

...Booze and madness. I'm feeling it. Again, nobody believes me but the nonsense, it just makes sense. It's all about the soul deep down inside That's me. I'm in my head and I don't think I'll ever......Read the rest...

...PASTA: A FORK OF HEAVEN In a pot of bubbling boiling water, I drop hard nine inches long bundle of farfelles.. Minutes passed,between my fingertips, I pressed one strand, ......Read the rest...

...Eeny meeny capellini, Ziti, elbows, bucatini. Vermicelli, farfalloni, Gnocchi, orzo, rigatoni. Alfabeto and linguine, Cavatelli, fettuccine. Penne, pappardelle and gigli, Stelle, risi, tripo......Read the rest...

...To reek of blouse sweat. Kindle inanity like living room fire, mothers in coarse grain. Steeped in organic growth. Saturday’s swelled yeast.......Read the rest...