Would a snack-happy
happy snacker
with a snacky itch to scratch
be a happy snacker
if he snacked a happy snack
such as a happy cracker
or could there be a catch
as it was not enough
healthy happy snacky stuff
and he'd need something to munch
with a much more succulent crunch
a Grannie Smith or Golden Delic'
a happy snack-like pick
happily snackily
should really do the trick
Categories:
cracker, food, fun, humor, silly,
Form: Rhyme
One of my friends recently suggested
I write one called “Cracker Jack”
Who better than the cracker himself
Who's wheels have left the track
I've never professed to be poet
In the ilk of Browning and Keats
A rebel, a renegade, an enigma of sorts
Marching to a different beat
A bit of a “cracker” I've always been
Take pride in being off beat
Don't have a choice, it's who I am
Travelling down a different street
Always write in the purest of forms
Simple verse most of the time
Since a very young age, always thought
Of poetry as a needing to rhyme
Forever been one to revel in creativity
Searching new vistas each day
It sure turns my crank and floats my boat
Wouldn't be happy any other way
Thank you my friends for the inspiration
To express what makes me tick
We're all cut from the very same cloth
Till we find a pathway that clicks
Categories:
cracker, fun,
Form: Rhyme
Mountains, and forest, but wetlands, favored,
but what do they know, they're just their pinups.
The whole South to Arizona's, bordered ...
trees and boulders serve their choice of hole-ups.
Cracker Butterflies, wings flapping sounds named,
be protecting domains or mating calls.
Speckled species ruse camouflaged proclaimed,
hangout mid-afternoon, ... plus, if rainfalls.
Twenty of their kind, perched heights notes which kind.
Birds are the death of them, ... Jacamars, lead,
--shared realms. Defense-like poison is defined
as pointless, hence, disguised tactics succeed.
Diet: fruit rot, dung, and tree sap-sweet gum.
Placement perched will measure the life of them.
Categories:
cracker, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, butterfly,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
I lost the sticks
To play my drum
Missing a fist
So, yes a thumb
Still have a head
Though am real flawed
With a bent lever
That moved my jaw
Missing those things
Is a pet peeve
Since was stepped on
Last Christmas Eve
My friends have faults
Like missing poles
That used to fit
Their hands with holes
Some lost a shoe
And therefore feet
But stand there tall
To meet and greet
The team player
In red gym shorts
Though with no ball
Still’s a good sport
The fireman’s hose
Is short a spout
But he’s ok
And doesn’t pout
A nutcracker’s job
Is standing tall
Even when broke
From alcohol
Which all began
Last Christmas Eve
When drinks were poured
By Grace and Steve
And someone said
Let’s break some nuts
Which was the launch
For those wingnuts
Coz Leo barked
Hey look up there
High on the shelf
I’ll grab a chair
Grace yelled get down
They’re for display
They don’t crack nuts
Steve joined the fray
Nutcrackers fell
Into a clump
Followed by two
Half tipsy chumps
Steve landed on
His coconut
Yet Leo got
His broken nuts
Categories:
cracker, christmas, drink, hurt,
Form: Rhyme
.
open me up
there's a different
prize
i meant
line
every time
Categories:
cracker, analogy, feelings, fire, first
Form: Free verse
Poppy Corn, Poppy Corn
Sally has a face forlorn
Cracker Jack, Cracker Jack
Sally has her smile back
Categories:
cracker, nursery rhyme,
Form: Couplet
That was a cracker
Pull the other one
I haven't laughed as much
Since last Christmas
Categories:
cracker, 1st grade,
Form: Free verse
You have not had a pop tart until you have had a crackerjack pop tart.
I had never heard of them, but I am game for everything.
What is the difference?
They do a high dive out of the toaster and land on your refrigerator.
Do a mean tango, dancing so hard they put marks in your ice machine.
I want to see this I told her, but at your house.
Oh, no, she said. I will not have them back.
They tore down the chandelier the last time.
Categories:
cracker, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
Popcorn and peanuts
Candy coated to taste sweet
That's called Cracker Jack
Categories:
cracker, candy, food,
Form: Senryu
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Cracker
My roots run quite deep
crack that whip at the wild cows
get along doggee
GINSU-KNIFE EASTPORT , MAINE USA
What is a "cracker"? Really.
Worth a look as to where it started.
Dont be mislead by many false descriptions.
It may not be what you think.
Patrick Smith wrote a great book touching on this.
"A Land Remembered"
Categories:
cracker, adventure, allegory, allusion, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Scrambling down to Cracker Town
I’ll have a Ritz, a salt, a round.
Can I come too? Asked a blue tick hound.
If you promise to not make a sound.
Triscuits followed us all along the way.
Wheat thins so jumpy, they could not stay.
Had no idea what else we might see.
Butter, peanut butter, cheese spread, and me.
Categories:
cracker, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme
a Georgia cracker
who really had been hacker
also some slacker
Jim Horn
Where is your sense of humor
in suspense and very dense?
Categories:
cracker, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Animal cracker soup
Full of sugar and goop
Served it to my playgroup
When one kid let out a whoop
The animals had started to grow
They'd filled the insides of each bowl
In a flash, all the bowls overflowed
Then that same kid said, "Watch out below!"
On the floor were a bear and a lion
Which really set my playgroup to crying
In a voice deep and low, the bear growled "Hello"
The kids raced out the door; they were flying
My own feet seemed glued to the ground
'Till that lion let loose quite a sound
Next thing I know -- all my kids on my bed
Peals of laughter and smiles all around
Categories:
cracker, animal, children, food, silly,
Form: Light Verse
there is a craving
in my heart
an anticipation
that keeps me going
propulses me
to greet each morning
with the same excitement
and childlike hope
as when I'd open
that new box of
Cracker Jacks
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on November 5, 2019
Categories:
cracker, hope, life, morning, uplifting,
Form: Free verse
my hospitalities
over nobilities
above abilities
belittle me
but
hesitantly yet
ambitiously
you need
to agree
that
speculativly and
for sure most
abstractly
so lets
get
down to earth
and agree that
the moon isn't
made of cheese
so
fabricating by way of
picassoticulating
stolen blocks of
braque cubes
i'd
like to fondue fork
that one and dip
it's spanish
flavor in
to
a van Gogh
american
cheddar
yellow
Categories:
cracker, muse,
Form: I do not know?
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