Best Fortune Cookie Poems

Don't rip your heart open too deep
(All they'll see are the valves and the veins)
Don't puke out your guts in one heap
(All they'll smell is...

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I know someone who jots down short poetry.
Now she puts what she writes inside a fortune cookie.
...

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I'm breaking it open to take a lookee.
What does it say inside my fortune cookie?...

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I ate a fortune cookie with the paper in it 
I am pretty sure that the fortune 
will come through...

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losing dire hope

about the fire in your horoscope

walking a tight rope

working hard not to be broke

but what they pay you
is a bad head squeezing joke

but...

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The Fortune Cookie
By Rick Rucker

On the way home last night,
I thought that I would grab a bite,

Instead of the food I usually eat,
I thought that...

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agonizingly dutifully didst wait
to distract anticipatory anxiety,
(analogous to an expectant father)
while protracted procedure promised
nothing short of a millennium

whereby echoing thru the corridors of time
olly olly...

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I have tracked my New Year's Resolutions 
over the years these are my fantastic results.

Resolution One

2011: I will try to be more attentive to Lauren.
2012:...

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Coconut mind 
Practical 
At first thought.
But all that lays inside 
is the same milk you expected.
Sometimes the milk is worse.
My limbs flop around like a...

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Driving my car across the country, numerous years ago, going to a new place,       
    ...

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A look at the floorboard of my car
Gives a glimpse into my life
All the trash that's scattered about
Necessities to survive?

An old McDonald's bag spilling it's...

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I’d like to whisper sweet nothings in your ear
My little chocolate almond butter cup oh dear
Don’t mind me if I turn up a little sweet...

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The democracy balloon is dragging the ground,
Bouncing and skipping shaking it down,
A tisket a tasket …we’re in the basket
Getting lost as before we were found.

We...

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Change of weather
Hot and cold intersect;
Sun and rain dance

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Sunburst sparkle
Sudden drizzle falls;
Rainbow concession

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By this corner bench
I watch hurrying feet;
Tempo of workday

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City dwellers each
Rushing everywhere;
Looking not...

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Writing a poem does not always seem
Like a process of creation, but instead
More like a surprising discovery
As if a butterfly was fluttering 
Around inside your...

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