Best Pressure Cooker(A) Poems

THE IDIOM I MADE UP IS  - HE EXPLODED LIKE A PRESSURE COOKER

My son has returned to our home
He’s mouthy and just loves to...

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Species fall to extinction every week
Of natural selection, scientists speak
But habitat destruction is caused by man
Who neglects to take an environmental stand

Ozone depletes as gas...

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I am trying to sleep here; can someone let the world know?

Somewhere the pressure cooker whistles, 
Rises in the night air, the smell of pulao...

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Germ-free Mason jars, hot from the pot of boiling water, gurgling on the cast iron wood stove, stood ready to receive the fruits and vegetables,...

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(prior to tha ode dee us political stink sans hillary rodham clinton, i scrawled out this poem. her likelihood to grasp to political mantle than...

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Puddin  Day
Christmas Begins

they come on a Saturday 
in November, the Puddin People,
brothers, sisters, nieces arrive.
family with their arms full of parcels 
sacks bulging with...

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So many years ago, in my teen years,
   our mom received a gift, her newest 'toy',
      a Presto...

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A baby cries all night "mommie"
No one answers her feeble plea  
Soon the baby's cries stop-dried up
As her speech halts and emotions' cup

The adult...

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The suburban pressure cooker expelled its multiethnic horde north. Laden with implements of leisure, bicycles, kayaks, canoes and camping gear; world weary travelers of urban...

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the noose around my neck only a little colorful scarf on my last day as a slave

to the chefs always screaming their short comings as...

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Penny dropped circular clocks on carved out emblematic wisdom cones. Be careful if it rains coal dust as radioactive drones, mobile phones, and teapots too...

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A woman of thousand hands,
Never I could imagine,
When I was just Ten,
My Mother said she has,
At twenty five, after my marriage,
I really found those thousand...

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i 2 have a dream

That one day

The poor will have enough
to eat and change to spare

Every child has both a 
mother and father

And clean water...

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The greatest performance of my life.  
Howard’s proud piece de resistance award  on Poetry Nook for my magnum opus “Rush Amid The Rapids”...

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ODE TO PAPRIKA

greenhouse surrounded by
plucked plethora
of paprika peppers
fertile field of deep red

souls departed
their
homeland

rock-a-bye seas

brought
their
European presents

translucent onions tango
with aroma and flavor
sizzle in open
pressure cooker

heritable Hungarian paprikash
chicken...

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