Cornbread Poems - Poems about Cornbread

Elevator moves sideways The pickles are dry The butter is hard The cornbread has too much sugar And now it’s a cake ...

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Collards cornbread piled On pretty plastic plate Red eye grits with cheese for taste Nice slice of sweet potato cake Black eyed peas good to me Really did pass on the pigs feet Entire brown biscuit with molasses All soul food fed the masses Dig in enjoy with tea in glasses...

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It’s Thursday evening, almost nine foot-tap, fiddle, and banjo time with juke-box tales of love’s romance the county jail, a second chance for bourbon belles or backroad trucks mail-box motels, living on luck from one horse towns to city bars acoustic sounds that drive guitars harmonicas with prairie dust Americana, steel mill rust cornbread kitchen, joy, and sorrow songs that long for bright tomorrows it’s Nashville on...

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It all starts with the cornbread buttermilk, of course seared in an iron skillet crunchy outer crust southern tradition slap-your-mom good! Crawfish, Andouille sausage, crumbled up cornbread, onions, celery, apples, cranberries, pecans, cinnamon and sage, moistened and baked! ...

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How Winter Goes David J Walker This is how the winter goes North wind blows Runny nose Nothing grows Highs are lows While The old folks Endlessly double-bundle fighting off the cold swearing next winter will be different Spent in Miami Spent in bundles in The jungles of a Florida swamp Calling my sister Asking her to text me Mothers Recipe For Sweet Cornbread Mother would...

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------------------------- Cornbread please dont add sugar stone ground is my secret mama sure can cook GINSU-KNIFE EASTPORT , MAINE ...

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It Made Me Think of You David J Walker Something I don’t know what Reminded me You are not here Perhaps it was the pot On the stove Like the one you used to Soak the beans in Overnight Before simmering them All-day With a ham bone Shedding its meat Spreading it flavor It makes me think of The savor of Warm cornbread Made from scratch It makes me think...

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The Warmth of a Winters Dinner David J Walker The blackened cast-iron caldron Sat on the stove burner waiting for The task to begin the water and the low flame taking its time all day to claim a winters meal It would begin in the morning with onion joined by carrots and celery Chopped on the butcher's block In bite-sized portions Adding...

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Dead folks in my hood. I just watch Netflix and keep my shades down. Hoping I don't get killed. I pray to the Lord! And in the dark night,  bullets fly past my window. Kinda makes me frown! (* this is not about me*) Panagiota Fomios August 10, 2019 8pm PST ...

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THERE'LL BE CORNBREAD AND BISCUITS IN HEAVEN There'll be cornbread and biscuits in Heaven. And Mammy and Pap will be there. The chickens will lay eggs under the house so the young-uns can look for them there. And Lester will bring back a deer from the hills. And Chester will clean his old rifle. And Sarah will sing her old hymns and...

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We are a plethora of flavors, Bubbling in a silver crockpot Seductively salty, carrot friendly, Our potatoes cut in squarest chunks. We bob up, and see our reflection in an oval lid. Huge woman plops a spoon in our swirling liquid. She takes a slurp of us. Stirs in an extra bunch Of cut tomatoes. Our carrots back off, Allowing the red...

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Grandma’s Cornbread grandma grind the corn oven warm butter sweet cornbread 10/5/2018 Poetry Contest: Baker's Dozen Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy...

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I rested my weight on the dated metal green and white glider. I moved back and forth listening to the cracking sound that the glider forced out of the patched slats on Mama Ruth's front porch. It was a pleasurable sight to see the pink petunias growing over the rim of the vintage washstand, that now...

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Lately I have lost my usually healthy appetite. My taste buds have gone on vacation, and fail to excite. Hamburgers, chicken, and seafood leave me cold. Maybe it’s my menu that has grown old. I step on the scales thinking surely I have lost weight, But it stubbornly remains the same, despite how little I ate. Today I’m cooking something...

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its in my head I toss in my bed thinking about it how its fixs its RICES BEANS AND CORNBREAD...

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