Best Delicatessen Poems

I Went to Church Last Sunday…

I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson…
I felt like I was almost in a “delicatessen.”

A “menu” was served, with a “meal” given.
And a “pep talk’” on “how good we’re livin’!

We were asked to shake a hand, “and...

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I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french
She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench 

Her favorite food french fries and syruped french toast
She's been to lots of 'franchised' places including Ivory Coast. 

She eats à...

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The Blood of Jesus Removes Sin’s Dark Stain!

Is there no shame in what many do?
You never know “what they’re up to!”

Many struggle with “sins of the past.”
They struggle for a freedom that’ll last!

So many habits people get involved doing!
In the end…  It’s them
who are...

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Allow me to count this day 
Already been paid
Covered christened and laid
Presented on a tray
Delicatessen sweet taste promenade
Beach side staircase 
Grazed with escalades 
Why trade
When it is finally
Right for me
Been popping bottles of Cristal bubbly sensibly
Fizzled fences draped curtains gold trimmed TV
Imaginary
Why not see beyond...

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YOU ARE WHAT YOU KEEP

Let it go. The blackness
the blueness the redness
construe less. Drop things 
too heavy to lift. Clear 
dark bureaus untidy 
bits

Starving
dreams deplete sleep. Let
worldlings murmur their
blurb. Lightning quirks on
high alert. In this great 
Texan delicatessen
you are what
you keep


© Kim van Breda—17 November...

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Gavrilo Princip wanted to kill the Arch-duke Franz Ferninand
To integrate Bosnian-born Serbians into the Greater Serbia
So with bombs and pistols supplied by the Serbian military
With another seven conspirators who positioned themselves
Along the route in Sarajevo streets to their throw bombs  
Nedeljko Cabrinovic was the...

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nonsense purity
polymer
a squeezing of something
out
a tri fold with scores
of plastic, so necessarily unfulfilled 
with pictorials
a social security card,
a card from the merchant marines
with a face
eleven dollars, a fiver
and six ones, 
and a diners card
weak elbows,
furrowing brow
the smell of a polish
delicatessen on
his breath
Oh come 
all ye...

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Record Breakers. 
He is 100 and five spends his time in bed his family 
come up to his room and clean him up, he is windy
and it smells like a Chinese egg buried underground 
for fifty years. And to think Chines eggs are supposed
to be...

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I remember he says
When I was young
That store on the corner
Was run by an old Jewish couple

I remember the numbers
They had on their arms
And was always curious
Why they did that to themselves
I was so young and naive

And here, he went on,
In the middle of the...

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I remember he says
When I was young
That store on the corner
Was run by an old Jewish couple

I remember the numbers
They had on their arms
And was always curious
Why they did that to themselves
I was so young and naive

And here, he went on,
In the middle of the...

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A cloud`s romance 
 White butterflies covered the glade like a film star`s living room 
still unspoilt by drops of red wine, cake crumbs and vomits.  
They suddenly flew up over tree tops became a white cloud drifting 
about looking for another green dell...

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SJGNAL EVENT BETWEEN MAN AND WOMAN


The eyes have it
As the trolley slews  past the bread display
At first glance it may  be accidental
Testing  it at the delicatessen
Inconclusive but  cautiously  implying
Trying again in  the  frozen section
Melting eyes again, as hoped...

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Just because there was a limited access to truth
Does not mean there was an interruption declaring my love for you
I have had all the opportunity in the world to express myself
Self just got in the way, dern self

I know I need you
I want you 
I...

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1)I've visited Pool Halls at least 100 times, and I ain't yet found a pool there.  I got 
so disgusted, I stopped carrying my bathingsuit around.

2)My girlfriend sent me an Afghan, but I don't speak his language.  Her note said 
he was supposed...

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isn't it? kent fog burger faces driving in a motorised saucepan.

A nine foot rod is better than a three foot stick and a three foot stick outsmarts any microfiber jewel encrusted steel bow when attempting to cast over to catch, kill and consume. Oh pearly...

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