Best Tagliatelle Poems

Pasta with tomato sauce and basil please!
Or, white pasta with olive oil will do,
Steaming hot, slippery, sprinkled with cheese,
How about tagliatelle smothered in ragu',

Cannelloni stuffed with ricotta and spinach,
Thick lasagne layered with ham.
Please say it's pasta, please say we can.

Ravioli with potato filling dripping in...

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Saturday Farmers’ Market 

Here’s how it goes at our Farmers’ Market:
shoppers all ages, clothing, and races,
parents push bundled babies in strollers, 
children dash eagerly through the crowd. 
Others meander to and fro, seeking 
new food and old faces they know. 
At the top are the...

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Can't Jamaica little speed?
I asked the waitress.
It's Chili outside and I'm Hungary.
I told you I'd have tagliatelle.
Canton that to fill my belly.

I thought I might have Turkey,
seeing as it's Christmas.
The cook said he Canada that
until next week.
What a freak!

Wine glasses here, Fullum up.
I prefer my...

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Lasagna, linguine, spaghetti, ravioli, macaroni too
Is there any pappardelle for me and for you?
Here is marinara sauce lavished on angel hair
Sure try to take a bite of my pasta if you dare.

Shrimp scampi, chicken, blackened salmon. Why not?
Bucatini, vermicelli and fettuccine hit the sweet spot
Chunky...

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Down in the dark, they patiently wait
Whatever the hour, whatever the date
And if it’s required to wait a bit longer
They’ll service their Queen to grow ever stronger

These keratin creatures will eat their own kind
Rather than leaving their fallen behind
They'll eat anything that’s remotely organic
But if...

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solitude
. . . quiet 
black peppercorn
on a ribbon 
of tagliatelle 
I, on my path
sinuous striding
impelled by you
impaled by you...

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