Best Crispy Poems

Oh to crispy skinned Cossages
those tasty morsels of the mind
may imagining their delicate flavours
help your busy days unwind
		do they taste like asparagus
		or is it peach
		do they smell like running socks
		or is it leech

To crispy skinned Cossages
those rocket ships of the mind
that can fly you away...

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Crispy leaves





Trees shed reds, browns and golden -
                            
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Crispy leaves of Autumn 





as autumn sheathes in
red and gold of senescence 
leaves do the talking...



Written Sept 15th, 2016
For contest "leaves talking" by John Lawless...

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CRISPY CRITTERS

Their whiskers singed,
the dogs unhinged,
the horses flee, 
and goats run free.

The deer stag leap,
from flames that keep,
and creatures scream, 
as their flesh steam.

Their eyes do melt, 
with sore and welt,
all lost their home, 
and forced to roam.

They seek their owners,
by now, all loaners,
more lost...

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The new pedagogy, such sweet success!
Brittle crispy teacup children abound.
Wan eyes fused to the screen, don’t look around.
Take me to my safe space, just too much stress.

Who will fix what’s broken? They don’t know how.
Fighting for their freedom? Don’t understand.
It's someone else’s job to repair...

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Relaxing in the tub,
As quiet as can be,
The candles lit,
And a soft sound of you breathing,

Eyes closed,
Lights dimmed down,
Next thing you hear,
Is a crispy voice sound,

Sitting in the tub,
As you holler "whose here"?
Still no sound,
But it is getting near,

You stand up,
Reaching for the towel,
You walk...

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My mood seems of late like
swirling leaves on the ground,
caught up in occasional updraft,
if only for a few feet,
then fall back to ground.

Leaves are expressionless,
hiding their true feelings and thoughts,
swirling wherever gusts take them,
and crunch under foot....

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The crispy crusty bread
Was as lonely as it gets
As handsome as he was
He had no bride to wed

The crispy crusty bread
He tries all that he can
But to woo a bride he can't
Except the rickety stickety jam

The crispy crusty bread
At last, at noon he said
By this...

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Oh where oh where,
Are the Tortoise and Hare?
They're not over here,
And they're not over there.

One of them was fast,
The other was slow.
You'd spy one another,
Wherever you'd go.

Walking in the woods,
Following their tracks.
Catching one with a snare.
Flipping others on their backs.

They used to hide,
Under Weeping Willows.
Now...

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Rice crispes on a stick    Yum !
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Crispy Fritters


bakers do it in the oven
only when the heats up
and only then,
 do they loving 

dough boy expands
his business
pushing it's limits
arriving on time

more dough is rolled
on sheets of white
the heat rises
crispy fritters moaning

time marches on
in heated battle
from top
to bottom

the oven opens
some steam releases
exudes a...

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Written By:  D. Collins 2/1/25


Like thick sliced bacon straight from the air fryer.
Today my daughter is Queen of her empire.
Her subjects will do whatever she wants done.
And on her birthday served with total Cart Blanche.


Like the crispy, fried bacon left on our tongue.
She's a...

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clear blue skies above 
        purple crispy clover bed
        a brown leaf pops by...

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