Best Chewing Poems
Why americans
are known having large jaws ?
- chewing gum effect !
O' how thy eyes are set on me!
My trembling face turns from thee
Thy angelic hands brush my pain
The touch chills December through my veins
When you speak my spirit wisps
My days turn from stone to brass
But the night you shared a kiss
I was chewing glass.
Narratives or at least that's what I call them
Without doubt win hands down every time
I've deviated with limericks and couplets and stuff
But I'm back to the old poems that rhyme
Very similar to when we go away on vacation
It feels so good to finally get back home
Everytime we deviat from our regular patterns
Though we enjoy it a bunch when we roam
Guess it's familiarity that we're always craving
Friendly faces of the people we know
No hidden agendas, no scams to contend with
Just the same old routine, same old show
Comfortable is a very good word to describe it
That down home feeling when with friends
Like always being in style with jeans and Adidas
Instead of trying to keep up with the trends
Give me that plain old simple way of living
It surely wins hands down ever time
That's how I roll, I'm just a simple old hayseed
Sitting around chewing the fat is just fine
There's chewing gum stuck to my shoe
It's acting like tough super glue
I cuss and I scoff
As I scrape it off
I’m lucky it wasn’t dog pooh!
2/26/18
To put it quite simply, I am tired of you.
You do not strike me as you once did,
fulfill me or bring me pleasure.
Though I keep you around only to appease my fixation,
You are no more than an ache in my jaw.
You have grown stiff,
lost your color.
You were once a winter breeze, cold and sweet.
Now you fight against me with bland and tasteless efforts.
I should really spit this gum out.
At the pancake house,
I’m chewing ice.
For once, quiet as a mouse.
Tylenol, now, that would be nice.
I’m sixteen, young and bad.
Big Brother looks suspiciously.
If he knows, I hope he doesn’t tell Dad.
“My tooth hurts”, I lie viciously.
Big brother looks real sad.
The guilt inside me creeps real fast.
“If I tell you a secret, promise not to get mad?”
Already regretting what I just asked.
Big brother laughs real loud.
“I’ve done something you told me not to do”
I stick out my tongue and prepare for his shout.
He whispers “I’m very disappointed in you”
“You didn’t listen and now you’re in pain.
Can’t you hear? What’s wrong with your brain?
That’s why you chew ice, which you've never done.
You disobeyed me and pierced your tongue”.
Narratives or at least that's what I call them
Without doubt win hands down every time
I've deviated with limericks and couplets and stuff
But I'm back to the old poems that rhyme
Very similar to when we go away on vacation
It feels so good to finally get back home
Every time we deviate from our regular patterns
Though we enjoy it a bunch when we roam
Guess it's familiarity that we're always craving
Friendly faces of the people we know
No hidden agendas, no scams to contend with
Just the same old routine, same old show
Comfortable is a very good word to describe it
That down home feeling when with friends
Like always being in style with jeans and Adidas
Instead of trying to keep up with the trends
Give me that plain old simple way of living
It surely wins hands down ever time
That's how I roll, I'm just a simple old hayseed
Sitting around chewing the fat is just fine
© Jack Ellison 2015
Narratives or at least that's what I call them
Without doubt win hands down every time
I've deviated with limericks and couplets and stuff
But I'm back to the old poems that rhyme
Very similar to when we go away on vacation
It feels so good to finally get back home
Everytime we deviat from our regular patterns
Though we enjoy it a bunch when we roam
Guess it's familiarity that we're always craving
Friendly faces of the people we know
No hidden agendas, no scams to contend with
Just the same old routine, same old show
Comfortable is a very good word to describe it
That down home feeling when with friends
Like always being in style with jeans and Adidas
Instead of trying to keep up with the trends
Give me that plain old simple way of living
It surely wins hands down ever time
That's how I roll, I'm just a simple old hayseed
Sitting around chewing the fat is just fine
People who chew gum while walking
Have to stop and their talking
Because they are unable to do both
At the same time.
Many arts there are but none
More difficult more painstakingly done
Than the ancient art of chewing gum
Describing process of the work's refinement quite impossible
Sculpture gum's a fickle medium
The chewist must he have fine teeth
Incisors sharp mind's-eye like a needle
Molars jut like rubber stamps
To print clear patterns like a map
Teeth crucial though they are
The tongue is more important far
Its tip must narrow to a point
The rest be thin to roll its middle
Fold a deep red floor within
But then we only talk of tools
Our sculptor must he gentle be
And to a sensitive degree
A nervous mouth in one who drools
Will melt a form create debris
Gum sculpture's not for active men
One sits one flips so carefully
To chew's disaster don't you see
Coughing? Spitting? Burping? NO!
Don't get lost in a picture show
The ancient art of chewing gum
Drove one man to use a gun
His work was perfect done with ease
A bust of rare complexity
But then this sudden tragic SNEEZE!
I met a green
horned tobacco
chewing catepillar
Spitting was his
Passion all day.
The cool night
gives hiding to
HIS voracious appetite
Days are for napping
THE heat away.
Fall GIVES HIDING TO HIS hybernation
***In spring he emerges into a brown moth that bumps into the windows at night and scares the pants off of me.
I don't wanna hear it,
you grinning Cheshire cat
Go wipe your dirty feet somewhere else
Spreading your gossip fact
with a web of lies and innuendo
Your eight eyes
love peeping into other people lives
through a cracked window
Weaving your idle chatter with frivolous conversation
Meaningless talk ... deceitful here say doth stalk
Go chew the fat with someone else;
don't try to bend my ear, I don't wanna hear
I'm gonna steer clear
from your obscenely obese comments
But I have a message to deliver to you,
so come near
Rumor has it,
that your loose lips was the culprit ...
caused your neighbor to suffer a massive heart attack
And you kissed her casket dressed in widow black
Keep chewing the fat,
and pretty soon it's gonna be you
lying in the morgue on your back
Now go run and tell that
He has chewed up the dresser, two chairs and the couch.
His big mouth comes toward me; hey! Stop that! Ouch!
He is a puppy who rapidly devours chew toys in half.
They say he cannot tear up that one. That is a laugh!
He is chewing up the refrigerator and toaster now too.
He will devour the company after he finishes my shoe.
We watch in amazement; he is a super dog for sure.
But we have to forgive him, for his puppy heart is so pure.
Let’s give him the nickname of Sayles.
In suit, he does chomp at his nails.
Preoccupied schlub
gnaws down to the nub.
A shame as he chews at details.
7/14/2022
Wow! True story!
My dog chews through cars
And houses and ditches
My dog chews through underwear
Spitting out delicate stitches
My dog chews through anything moldy or kosher
My dog Buddy chews like the blades of a dozer
We love him no matter that he just ate the house
At least it got rid of the cat and a mouse