Best Grater Poems
You were a grater
My heart was the cheese
Now you have me scattered
Wherever you please
Yet I still love you
With all the little pieces
They're knocking at me door
In the middle of the night
They're knocking at me door
Giving me an awful fright.
They taking me
To a camp where
Ashes fall like black snow.
I'll not be overjoyed
By goose-stepping boys
With boots to their knees, oh hey,
And brown shirts and billy clubs
Cheese grater belly rubs
Coming to take me away.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got cable’
I don’t go to church,
Even though I am able.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got a cell phone,
As long as someone calls,
I am never alone.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got a roof over my head,
No rain will touch me,
Safe in my warm bed.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got plenty of food,
No hunger in my life,
I eat when I am in the mood.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got fine clothes on my back,
I never feel the cold,
Many shoes on my rack.
I don’t need God,
I’ve got all the latest toys,
To impress all who see me,
With flashing lights and noise.
I don’t need God,
I’m the picture of health,
Secure in my plan,
For fortune and wealth.
I don’t need God,
I have technology, buzzers and bells,
My computer and programs tell me,
I can take care of myself, all is well.
I don’t need God,
Many times I say,
Nothing is grater than me,
I’ll worry about my soul some other day.
To these snakes who think that their not seen well I've got another thing for you to dream. visualizations of a wired grey steam and images of a black shadow passing by the screen.
but beyond these false laws of your reality lye's grater forces like the law of gravity,gestation,and the law of attraction witch states upon the contemplation is the cause to the reaction to this attraction in-witch you seek like in gestation when all things have reached its peek,
and how so weak for you to think that i don't know that through the vibrations all truth will be shown.pass the grass and before me do i see these snakes throughout society rioting and running a muck these silvery snakes oh shucks.
Well good luck cause i can see you there on the floor sliding through the cracks of an opened door.where inside the people have no idea of whats in store for them cause little did they know that beneath the tail on witch they stand upon the ground it is DECEIT!!! that rumbles between their feet.
probably have yet to meet with this brutal truth of reality.
Just a normal Sunday sitting on my chair
When all of sudden in walked my auntie uncle Claire
What the hell you doing barging in like that??
He said your not going fu**ing believe it? I just ran over your Cat
I said the only pussy in this house is my other half,
We played a few drinking games and i beat him at charades
He soon ad enough of that tho so i pulled out deck cards then he stared moaning reckon the games i play are hard.
Well i had enough of his lip i couldn't take no more
so rubbed his face on cheese grater and now hes bloody sore.
I could really use somebody
But not anybody
Someone that makes it easier to breathe
That inspires me to live
That's in tune with their inner child
That can get wild and just down right dirty
Someone who's not afraid to sing out loud with head phones in
In the middle of the crowd
Who's CRAZY and not afraid to admit it
Who likes attention
Who loves hard
And hates less
And not to heartless to forgive
They see the beauty in Everything
Careless
Stylish
And Free
I
Need
Me ")
To makes these LOUD days quite
With music blasting in my ear
That has the ability to just stare someone in the face without showing one bit of fear
Cause i care enough to be careless
To bring less ugliness and misinterpretation on to this big ole world
I need little ole me
To be something so surprising
That even i couldn't believe
To strive for success
Because i know i can be something grater then this world that I live in
Because I Am Capable at doing anything
Even becoming a better me
Valletta city:
Palazzi like clothes-lines of unwashed underware,
And stale, crumbling cake-carnival,
A giant cheese-grater,
Across a block of holed cheese.
City-fortress without a gate,
undressed and shamed,
A gaping hole between two thighs.
Hoarse Parliament, two sizes small.
Theater-pjazza under sun and sweat,
Rain and wet, and noise annoyed,
At least cumfy plastic seats.
Piano playing his violin.
In Karnival town.
The sapphire eyed beauty like
a wonder of the world
She has my heart in the
palm of her hand
I get lost staring in to
another world in her eyes
she lights up the empty
room in my chest
shes one of a kind
and always on my mind
her beauty is so strong
she could tame a lion
my heart is like a drum solo
when shes next to me
she is grater then any gem for a gem doesn't have the power of love
The blue eyed Angel is
worth more then a sapphire is
worth more then the world she
worth more than everything as
her
beauty is priceless
Here they come the prancing drums and fife
That call the children from their village life
To run with glee and meet with fear horsehead,
Whooping bway or devil costumed in dread
And there pitchy patchy dancing for his fee
I hear the grater still and feel my skinny knee
Knocking while crow head pitches over me
And behind him the cracking whip, devil's misery.
REFRAIN:
dum dudu dup dum dudu dup, dum dudu dup, dum
Form Freeport to Kingston
dum dudu dup dum dudu dup, dum dudu dup, dum
From Exuma to the Carolinas
It is riot in the sun
dum dudu dup dum dudu dup, dum dudu dup, dum
What rite was this? What strange festival came
From the plantation history of laden shame?
Given freedom to be animals, animals we exist
For we had no Saturnalia before in our forest.
Ashanti dance, yes, but assimilation all the rest
Except the costume, mask and colorful dress
These were mere exterior things hiding our pain
Inverted black devil with his merry animal train.
I shall not hear of it, something deeper inside
Scarred us, and we in nursery rhymes would hide
The truth we could not tell without punishment
Our tongues whipped lock our knowledge silent
The Christmas festival was for them, habit instilled
Survived deliverance form husk of foreign will
They come singing to tell children, not again
The whip and shackles, the iron cuffle of pain.
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Feedback comes to those who apply and post and expect to receive the same
when you place a silver dollar in your mouth you scratch it with your teeth to see if
it is real a man bites down upon it and then looks and frowns or looks and
smiles upon the quarter he has found not silver or even golden but just metal of
some kind its zinc and copper mixes made in Betty Crocker's Kitchens. She has
a tray of circles all lain out upon her divine divan the tails side up for luck she got
this from the JESUS man who tossed his penny in an arc and tried to hit a mark
a line drawn in the sand and made his feet go march to live a different plan a
lifetime being mended his only love he found she makes the things he feels
inside brand new. She stirs her better batter up with a long and spindly spatula
she marks each coin with edges with the cheese garter greater. She takes the
grater to the table and turns each coin by hand she makes four of them for every
dollar in this land. They asked her who is on the image of the coin she laughed
and dimpled smiling she said it must be Dollar Bill. The George Washington
Dollar is the image used for the quarter he gets to be on two. When yew become
the President Of America you can be their two. She stamps the quartered dollars
on the side that just says heads with the handy dandy stamper set she got from
her Uncle Jed for Christmas Past. She turns the coins at last and makes the tails
with her old eagle eye she uses her new leather set to scritch and scratch the
bird the lines formed from habit of making millions in a set in just one day she
filled the Island of Manhattan with 24 additional sets they said they needed them
to buy Manhattan again the previous treaty had run out from the statue of
limitations set back in Washington against the law must be obeyed by every
man. When eye am making a bus ride and eye find a lot of pennies eye ignore
them when eye find a quarter eye do a little more than dance in place eye jig eye
jog eye trip on every log in my haste to find three more it costs one dollar just to
Board the Tran. Betty declined to speak just to the press for she is very shy she
said she knoes now who the image is on the flip side of her coin and eye did not
keep a dry eye when she smiled at me and said without a tremor or a miss it is
Washington, D. C.
Blanketed,
Smooth paved layers,
Cheese,
Bakes melted goodness,
Layer after layer,
Sunday's,
Punctuated Italian Air,
Ripping crusty bread,
Parmesan shaved against the grater,
The tempo of a good day,
Laughs and wine,
Family and friends,
My loving layers
Confiscate the blood shade
What map in world is your interest
How its divided borders of hate to bring a meal its own people
Spring Rise or Nuke evils or grater dear friend state
Are they our priority to put the hot meal in family table
In middle all paying high price and no clue at all
Denounce hate born to dead we're all peaceful
Once please more focus the people its own land.
Space Sonnets
Sonnet 1
The Prometheus
The engineer of the multiverse
Who constantly does traverse
Mending all the loose joints
Arranging all amiable points
The technology is advanced
Rules of universe enhanced
We fall short of its even dot
As he has all matter no glot
Space travel and exploration
Seems his solitary mission..!
Space mining and inventions
With high profile devotions
May sacrifice his life even
When comes across an alien..!
Sonnet 2
The Predator
A multi-jawed creature unique
With humane attitude specific
Never harms a carrying sapien
With soul goal to check alien
Selfless and bravest beast
With the gizmo ever latest
Can self-destruct if need be
And can fastest traveller be
An ultimate combatant cool
An invisible valiant powerful
Camouflage with its blood
Can hit a thundering thud
Green being the hue great
His blood carries straight..!
Sonnet 3
The Alien
A creature from land foreign
Extra-terrestrial and alien
Mostly a dally against foe
Ever expects lineage grow
With a long tail and jaw
Can kill any creature raw
Predalien and Alienator
Are cross breeds grater
Intelligent sapiens’ foe
Telepathy uses in row
Deadlier than graboid
Fiercer than bone snatcher
Can be a lethal Queen alien
If provoked by folks foreign..!
Sonnet 4
Solar Fiction
Kant meets Newton in galaxy
To explain his woes of epilepsy
Since he travelled after death
To the galaxy extreme farthest
Only to reveal the secrets such
No ever discovered them much
Newton’s third law wanders
Giving all species wonders
Einstein treats them for tea
Intergalactic beverage free
Energy is multiplied thus
As the super trio does fuss
Space-ploration is their goal
Even after their death I dole..!!
Oh wow just look at that tower. It is the tower of towels. They are in a queue waiting for the dryer today. The drier is having a manicure so they will all have to just wait. Yes that's right wait. It is the symbolic image of a platypus platter that pleases prawns. They are watching the towels and also waiting. In fact there really isn't anything today that isn't waiting. Waiting wearies warbling wants. And a giant slice of cheese was grabbing a knife in disgust and throwing it at a passing apple. This was then greeted by the arrival of the grater whose response was to shred the cheese with no trial. No trials were unheard of for cheese. Normally there was a process but it did not appear to be the case in this situation. Mrs Roberta raisin raised her glass and toasted the fine actions of the grater whose antics pleased the manner in which raisins were controlled and control is neither a chewing conifer nor a climbing chimp chomping curds. The grater felt honoured and whirled around in excitement. Whoosh whoosh whoosh. Finally after much waiting the drier appeared. It had to wake the towels for they had fallen asleep. And that was dangerous for they must be awake in the drying cycle due to heat exposure. And capturing the baby elephant cup was quite a difficult feat for the sponges today but they finally caught up using a sliding lint cloth. Good. Minutes making mammoths moan. And a little beetle in a wonderful old fashioned coat with breeches sang to drown out the speeches from the straw covered kitchen. Ha x and a z. Epistemological z z znznzn at forty six capital I's to seventeen billiard balls bouncing on a trampoline in long flowing skirts. G f b q z
If you have the time
There is a letter for you in the den.
I assumed it was from a friend.
Read it now I don't mind.
There taking the old jeep away?
What do you mean it's not old?
It's covered in rust, caked in mold.
It must be my birthday.
There's a letter from you to me?
Why read it in private?
'My mother was a pirate.'
That's it, I'm moving back to Boise.
Two weeks later,
Betsy gets a ring on her phone.
'You fixed the jeep using a dinosaur bone?'
Ugh, she hangs up the cheese grater.