Best Pineapple Poems
~Pineapple Pizza~
(Double American Diamante )
Pizza
It's delicious
Just have some
With lots of mushrooms
Red green peppers
Ham add
Zest
Add
Pineapple slices
Bring to table
Share with family friends
Have two slices
For you
Too.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
November.18.2015
As an original Mousketeer, you garnered some fame.
A generation of youngsters knew you by name.
From a little girl, you grew on television and the movies.
Success seemed to come in blowing like the breeze.
In a bikini with a surfboard on the beach,
you were such an attractive brunette peach.
Even though time caught up to you, and you passed away,
we can still see you in reruns up to this day.
Annette Funicello
(1942-2013)
pineapple impress
Hawaiian pumpkin-like patch
Oahu golden sunrise
at Aloha Stadium
reminiscing the Swap Meet
In quiet bay's embrace, where waters sigh,
I gaze at mountains 'neath the western sky.
Their stoic peaks, a timeless range,
Whisper tales of change, foretell the strange.
As thick cloud veils the once majestic view,
An atmospheric river brews anew.
The deluge nears with torrential might,
Veiling peaks in a shroud of endless night.
Dreams of Gene Kelly, dancing in the rain, light and free,
I thought to waltz within the storm with glee.
Yet, as I spread my makeshift wing,
It opened, spun, a tempest's fling.
No dance with lift, but a wild ballet,
Blown away, on hills, I found my way.
Not my dance in the rain, but rain in flight,
A twirl with wind, a spectacular sight.
The deluge unleashed, a relentless pour,
Nature's rhythm on a relentless tour.
The hills transformed, a watery stage,
A tale unfolding, a rain-soaked page.
Then, as swift as it had come to play,
The front passed over, unveiling day.
Sunlight pierced the lingering gloom,
A promise of calm after tempest's bloom.
In the aftermath, a cleansed terrain,
A story etched by the atmospheric reign.
For in the dance of rain and wind's embrace,
Nature weaves a tale of beauty and grace.
~Pineapple Pizza~
(Double American Diamante )
Pizza
It's delicious
Just have some
With lots of mushrooms
Red green peppers
Ham add
Zest
Add
Pineapple slices
Bring to table
Share with family friends
Have two slices
For you
Too.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
September.14.2016
You chose me off the the thorny pine lake
And gently place me on a rocking rack,
I could breathe the cleanest air above the pile of pineapples
You took me off the rack showed me an easy way to go
Made me like the water made me flow,
And i was the sweetest fruit for the thirsty and of bitter taste
You made my life a happy song
And took the spikes off my chest
You made me fly and diffuse my wisdom and then every one followed
They took me by their mouth and made for themselves freedom
Freed themselves from stunting,
Muscled up and helped others cross the street
They grew up to raise kids by pineapple juice and moral feet
Then i knew i was nutritious
I had made the society conscious
Because you made me first into that pineapple,
And my juice i serve to Gods people.
(in many ways those moral teachings
of the bible makes us as human as we should be,
they are all a different fruit to us)- Lucas-
The best pineapples are grown domestically.
They come from the Aloha State of Hawaii.
However, you can't buy them locally.
The fruit in cans may come from Central America.
Some come from Southeast Asia.
So, if you live in Alaska,
or any of the states in the continental forty-eight,
I have to tell you something that won't sound great.
No, you can't find Hawaiian pineapples on the grocery shelf.
If you want the real thing, go to Hawaii and get them yourself.
If I told you I nearly fainted today
trying to make my pussy taste sweet for you,
(I'm allergic to pineapple,
by the way)
and had to toss back a glassfull of baking soda
water to quiet the abdominal creature
spitting y o u are the rosebud
my dew longs to rest upon,
would you think I was crazy?
Funny, self,
she does not know
how aching things rejoice in spillage,
fractures, she says
there is stillness in God.
See Jane pump out love poems
for a lioness gazing at the sun.
See Jane's words fly off with the cranes.
Now,
there is only us,
and the spring.
Oh turbulence. Must you wait in a dusty corner. Shake round and around. Clearance clarifying chatting chambers. How rather charismatic and charades played by orchestra are neither plucked nor picked. Residue of a salt licking burping plant. Sitting on wheels is no good when standing is necessary for jet propelled motion. Stick insect labelling a fuzzy drink. Very methodical. Govern not a tidal wave of sprinkling glitter dust portions. And slice the cake evenly. Ok then that's good. Smish smash sail ego dome. Mish mash pull pile. Embroidered embryonic emblematic embedded encrusted encyclopedia. That turns in many loops in a diversion dive. Critical cancellation crossing covered conical chamber chasms. Procrastination is neither a powerful PowerPoint presentation nor a planted playful pickle. Giggle not at a googly eyed worm working washing and waving. For it is neither the clan of the cabbage nearby nor is it the whale waitress of the north that climbs to place the beacons of ballooning ballet buffalos. Come tonight then. Sit down. Stay in a rendezvous of a reached restitution resting. And the one eyed loaf of bread will need kneading after kneeling down in a creatively baked sauce. At this time it is very important to follow the advice of eleven elevated radishes, an aloe Vera plant, a ninety metre octave in a cloak, a duster, and the little shiny fish fork. Good. Haha and a bottle of ketchup rising from the work surface. Hahaha escaping juice escaping haha running rioting righteous ringdonuts. Xxxxx denominational z
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#OH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!
"I'VE BEEN WILD CAUGHT!"
Who would have thought???
Something soooooooooooooo savory, utterly most delicious and immensely tasty could be sooooooooooo
A M A Z I N G :-). Enough to transcribe and describe this INCREDIBLE, SUBJECTIVE "ELECTIVE" {SMILE} brought to you by
-TASTE BUDS FROM THIS POETESS!
Allow me to address...
If today were my last day on earth and I was absolutely certain {intuitively} it were...
I would request for Breakfast, can you please heat me up some pizza from the day before, it has PINEAPPLE, FRESH BASIL AND SHRIMP ON IT!...OH YES! AND...
THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
Lunch: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
DINNER: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
AFTERLIFE: FIRST DAY...
SAME, THANK YOU DEAR CREATOR, AND
*ALWAYS*...MUCH OBLIGE :-)
NEXT DAY: BREAKFAST...HEAVEN MADE WAFFLE AND OUT OF THIS WORLD MAPLE SYRUP..."PLEASE! KINDLY!" :-)
AFTER THAT, ANY GIVEN TIME...
HINT*....IT'S ON "RE-SET***" {S M I L E}
©Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} March 2023#
Any result will be an unsuccessful grapple.
Nobody can make a gelatin mold with fresh pineapple.
If there are any attempts, you are in for a bad time.
This is because the fruit has a proteolytic enzyme.
If this were a game, you would be drawing the wrong card.
Fresh pineapple will never allow the gelatin to get hard.
However, success can be conveniently in hand.
You must use the fruit from the store that is canned.
Yes, this is a fact requiring realization.
The enzyme is denatured by heat sterilization.
give me a minute
if i don’t say this now
i may never find the courage
your life is ed up because of me
don’t try to stop me
or change my mind with lily-laced words
you are good at that, you know
but this time
just shut up and listen
maybe you won’t make the same mistake
sometimes i pray
you think i pray too much
but here is the truth
the whole truth
and nothing
but the stinking brown--filled truth
i only pray when i need something
i don’t talk to god—
when my pockets are green
when the whiskey in my glass is gone
before the ice is liquid misery
when hollow blunts are filled with charley’s cannabis
you remember charley
the sixty-year-old pot head living in his mother’s garage
i don’t talk to god—
when I sit up all night
eating rum-soaked pineapple squares
straight out of the can
listening to Marley wail and Joplin cry
when life is so fricking good
i don’t talk to god
don’t look at me like that you didn’t know because i didn’t let anyone know but god knows i don’t talk to him unless i need something on bended knee i cry my…something out
when i need something and that is why my son
your life is so ed up...
because i can’t face god
when things are good
when pineapple squares
soaked in rum
is all i need
I searched in the plantations all day
one pineapple I got out of sweat
but it is not a normal earthly fruit
it is adorned with tattoos and taboos
The totem pineapple kills my buds
I chew calmly the sweetness in mouth
wanting not that it is finished in haste
totem pineapple, how delicious you are
At the back is the tattoo of temptation
in front is the tattoo of rare sweetness
at the sides are tattoos of imaginations
on the face there’re tattoos of satisfaction
My totem pineapple adorned with beauty
bats of the air, moles of the soil admire
but I shall not allow while I’m still alive
hot poachers to taste my tabooed totem
Totem pineapple is mine forever ever
in you sweetness germinates and grows
Bats, moles risk not your wings and legs
I have cutlass to trim them like branches
Dominions' in keyboards are placid occupants in a bracket brace. But a bracelet is an undeniable part of an observation of arm. And the armies of the finger caps will ride ride ride. Whipping an atmosphere into atmospheric pressure. Weaving a salted sugary sweet into a ten kilometre blanket. Such format of frog. Wow. Wise is the shrew whose eyes could halt a stream at base thought. But no baskets. No no no. That would be very very hazardous. And a freaky fat feather picnics with a skipping shapely shard. But no picture pickling. Ooh great good. An orbital melon. Rotating. Spinning. Cat splat meow. And a monstrous bellowing can of moons beckoning to a whistling table. Erosions of each element is an entrance not an exit. And proud is the kangaroo who is under a branch. Walking a tightrope over a shower is often quite exciting. But portraying a cap in a tap is recording a highly amusing visual disturbance in a lecturers cavern. Fantastic. Pick not a paint. Pick a taloned worm or a interlocking grape machine. Tickle no takeaway box. And always eat sideways in a lane. Hahahaha now go to the gym. Hahahaha and horse having heated heavenly house. Xxxxx superfluous style ship. Xxxxx establishments Z with a pineapple head. Xxxxx educationalist
Form:
Pineapple Delight
Today is the first day,
The rest will all just follow,
and sometimes get in the way.
There will be good times,
bad times,
out of work,
of out of money,
and even dreadful mistakes.
The kind,
that can not be erased,
even with enough
effort to move a mountain.
There is… or will be,
or even ever has been…
No success.
We eat the finest foods,
green and easily obtained.
The can goods are set aside,
for later.
Grandma taught us…
to be frugal,
even when there was;
plenty.
The truth now,
evident and clear;
“Did we listen?”
Go to church,
stand for the flag.
love thy neighbor,
do the right thing.
in Jesus Holy Name!
Some have forgotten,
Some have chosen to forget.
But the product of all our past
choices have come calling.
They want to be paid for.
They want to be heard.
They want to cause you,
to know that you sold out…
and now,
there is nothing,
left.
Stay home. If you go out... where a mask.
Touch nothing. Shower and change clothes when you return from any trip, anywhere there are other people.
God Bless you and your families. Be safe...