Best Grille Poems

The Haunted House


Abandon all hope on haunted hill enter the house with a bitter chill
Walking bold with a thrashing thrill breaking through the rusted grille
The...

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After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, 
my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. 
What we...

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The ornate church door creaked as I entered
My eyes soon became accustomed to the dusky light
Candles flickered, their shadows dancing on the walls

I knelt down...

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Someone help me 
Listen to my plea I beg you

Four walls surround me
I’m imprisoned in a padded cell
Locked up for 24 hours a day 
Like...

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Hey! What if a computer were a car?
So much more economical, by far!

You see at once advantages galore
With all that high-tech wizardry in store.

A virtual...

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They're known by many names - taters, potatos, pertaters and spuds.
As a Hoosier lad I toiled hoein' taters and flickin' bugs off their buds!
So I...

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ACH!  Don't tell me you've never been to an Oktoberfest!
Folks, that's food, drink and entertainment at its best!
Men in lederhosen, frauleins in dirndls, all...

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Advancing from the earth to reach up high,
From passageways and subways emerging,
To strain with ribald fingers at the sky,
The virus of the rage distilled and...

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Bless Me, Father


Two minutes more, Father Paul,
and you will hear another of my strange confessions.
Right now, I'm outside
watching the rain on my glasses
running in rills.
When...

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The best
I did.
The wounds
I hid.
Violent spell
And silent smell.
Torn tail
And thorny trail.
Black beret
And blue bubbles.
Strawberry 
Treachery and troubles.
….........
The last
The first
The Foaming Fat.
The past
The rust
The Rotten Rat.
The...

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THE FORGOTTEN JUDGES

I had  forgotten them because  it was long ago
But nothing is forgotten  
It is all written in the book
The great...

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Driving home
Driving back to Algarve we took the long road
more cafés and restaurants by the roadside and not 
so many crazy drivers.
The restaurants were full...

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High Noon in Downtown Chicago
	
		St. Peter's in the Loop

Two minutes more, Father Cal,
and you will hear another 
of my strange confessions.
Right now, I'm outside
watching the...

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once a young pumpkin named phil

yearned for a bigger life thrill

though lacking in feet

he'd roll down a street

into the nearest car grille....

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Cowboy rides horse cowboy boots in stirrups
Cowboy hat waving in hand, yeehaw it’s grand,
Cowgirl is on the range!  Lasso by corral
Appaloosa horse hurrah! ...

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