Best Dishes Poems

I stand about five feet eight
I'll admit, I'm a tad overweight
Drive an old pick up truck
Not one to pass the buck
At the moment have a...

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He told me to be quiet each time I tried to speak
knowing I'd obey for he believed I was meek
Months went by and I acquiesced...

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An old man
A Grumpy bitter old man
Bitter face
Red nose
Wrinkled beady eyes
Scruffy clothes his best attire

Life has not been kind
So his bitter words bite those around
He...

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She calls on me, intermittently
In fickle favor, in spotty dictionaries
My demure, distracted destiny

She is the unrequited lover, the absent mother
She is Santa, granting wishes
Upon orphan...

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*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak,...

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Be it known as convenience food, junk food or munchies;
whether spicy, melt-in-your-mouth soft, or crunchy,
food, inglorious food, seduces with ease
and ensnares with the emptiest of...

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WHERE THE CITY FOLK LIVE

At the confluence of the cultures 
Where the politics ebb and flow
The tide of humanity crashes
Against their collective soul

The spires of...

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Just as days long ago, when decorum resolved, 
before composure, and poise,.. were corsages, unknown
Where propriety mattered, and was favored as gold,
high society, has gathered...

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Sunday Morning
I try not to wake him, though he stirs slightly
As I crawl out from the warmth of the covers.
I'm tempted to change my mind,...

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She wore a gingham apron,
battled dirt on hands and knees
while garments washed swayed brightly
on a clothesline in the breeze.

She sewed and worked a garden,
did the...

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At first you were understanding 
and patient,
so polite and gentle,
encouraging me to express my emotions.

But then you became obsessive and jealous.
Forcing me to shut up...

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Late to the party we arrived at seven
At least we showed up before eleven
Sweet Ginette, joined us both at the door
A bottle in my hand...

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Of the Gods own country
of this paradise
where green and blue
merge as one
in the north is a city
that encompass the beauty
where the dream lands meet
lined by...

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what grows from these petri dishes? 

when will these hives
with their metal monsters
their deceiving smiles
their artistic like visages 

stop breeding,

stop growing,

like a virus?

what of the...

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Sticky smears on the table top.
on the couch spilled soda pop
one chewed up shoe and one flip-flop
I’m doomed to clean this mess non-stop
  ...

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