Best Cracker Poems

there is a craving
in my heart
an anticipation
that keeps me going
propulses me
to greet each morning
with the same excitement
and childlike hope
as when I'd open
that new box of
Cracker Jacks



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on November 5, 2019...

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I sometimes dream of days long passed
Spent sailing on the sea
Of visiting those foreign ports
And the call for liberty
Liberty expired at 2 AM
We all thought it was too short
So we hit the closest bar in town
Every time we pulled into port
Sometimes we got a little...

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Who's in my cracker box? 
I found a saltine in here...
And it's ready, for a bowl of hot soup..
Would you like to jump in, and join me? 
I'm ready to crack up, and laugh real hard.
Too much salt floating around in here..
Gotta go..

Who's in my...

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Cracker-Barrel Oracle
                              by Odin Roark

The whittler
Atop the rickety steps,
Shavings piled at ancient feet,
Eyes the blade
Needing attention...

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Sara Kendrick (on the Soup) told me a story about a crow.
And from that story, I had her permission to write a poem 
from what she observed. For her story, go to my poem, 
'Brown Bag Lunch" and read her comment. 
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"Caw! Caw!' was the...

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if you can’t laugh at yourself you are racist...

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Well all I know is
During my great depression
I couldn't stomach

Being with happy
People for a long long time
I'm pretty sad now

So please come visit
I will be the most gloomy
Meem you never saw...

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Popcorn and peanuts
all coated in caramel.
That is Cracker Jack.
...

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Cracker-Barrel Sage

The whittler
Atop the rickety steps
Shavings piled at her ancient feet
Eyes the blade
Needing attention soon

The mongrel
Head on paws
Yawns
One eye open
Watching chips fall
Wondering

Why whittle
Worries
Boredom
Purpose

Dust swirls gritty remembrance
Tumbleweeds careen
Weathered saloon sign dangles
Jailhouse door swings aimlessly
Both hinged with rust of the past

Wind stops
Silence
A canine's whimper
A whittler's sigh

Eroded stick...

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In quest of freedom
The sun burst through purple sky
Fire craker orange...

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Spare dimes and nickels were rather scarce when I was a lad,
But when I received a nickel now and then from my dear old Dad,
I'd hie to the store to buy a box of those ambrosial snacks,
Known to kids in all the land as scrumptious...

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There once was a man who'd hack
Just so he could keep track
Of one he adored
But couldn't afford,
If she broke through his tarmac!

Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2018-04-21 15:44:00 (EDT)
All right reserved....

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Does chocolate milk come from a brown cow
Is a rabbit's foot lucky for the bunny
What good is a wish on a falling star
Are dad jokes never ever funny

Whatever happened to conversations
Why are people transfixed on high tech
Who cleans erasers from the chalkboard anymore
Why play kickball...

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POLLY WANT A CRACKER??

…and so they play
political musical chairs
uncostumed clowns
scampering about
like children,
pushing and shoving
accusing all
of acting like them.
Passing electronic notes
for all to see
while accusing others
of “leaking” information.
Feigning indignation
at the behavior
of their adversaries,
grandstanding before
a shepherdless congress,
Milling about the political
dog park sniffing and barking
leaving a mess for...

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Zwieback
a dry biscuit
eating, tasting, dipping
eager, hungry, happy,
Zwieback...

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