Crawfish Poems - Poems about Crawfish

...*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek *** Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests No blood in his steak, apple pie with sweet cream. Aces cooks that meal to pe......Read the rest...

...On the 1st day of Christmas my hometown gave to me a ride in Rex's Mardi Gras parade On the 2nd day of Christmas my hometown gave to me 2 mosquitoes buzzin' and a ride in Rex's Mardi ......Read the rest...

...We've got jazz on every corner, Bourbon's just around the block If you need a quiet place, I can take you to The Locks You're probably here for the Quarter, Maybe Mardi Gras too Come aroun......Read the rest...

...I am from fast-food, From paper plates and dinners in front of the t.v. I am from the stale stubborn silence, Eating away at smiles I am from the Lily flowers, resting in the corner The Willow t......Read the rest...

...By many aliases they're known: Crawfish, crawdads, mudbugs, yabbies. They abound in brooks, and streams, and swamps, As well as roadside ditches and rice paddies. Their astacology has shown Th......Read the rest...

... 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 u......Read the rest...

...There’s crustaceans in my rations, And the krill are in my pills. There’s a prawn on my lawn, And all this gives me chills. There’s an oyster who is cloistered With a crawfish in a dish, But th......Read the rest...

...When it rains the grass grows greener and thick like a forest of trees in my back yard Mr. Bojangles, the housecat slowly stalks its prey of wizard-like lizards scattering away. With noth......Read the rest...

...For love of night I claimed my fears released them to the moon like a crawfish in the sand I sifted through my magical runes seeking symbols and answers but only finding the quiet croon of a lo......Read the rest...

...That season comes and go, The parties in the streets are hot. Balls are held in name for the Krewe, The Crowning of the King and Queen. Crowds are gathered down the cobbled roads. Parades are......Read the rest...

...Time slips through my fingers like so much water and the fabric of existence drapes more loosely on my soul than has ever been my wish to experience. The royal garment makers here at court have nee......Read the rest...

...Pessimism grows, in the mind of the old, as we start questioning all we were told. And seeking answers that nobody knows, in the mind of the old, pessimism grows. Aspirations get lost i......Read the rest...

...The wall would not hinder my fall, the tumble i take for memory’s sake. Childhood sees fairylands, vast — but as small as a neighborhood lake. The woods with its creek and crawfish, an older kid......Read the rest...

...Smelly zucchini Disappears like Houdini Only this And crawfish And my mind straight to potatoes As I'm stepping on tomatoes I discovered artichokes Swallowing carp fish bon......Read the rest...

...Turnip Greens Yesterday times were hard. In October '29. The mills "cut out" depression came, The economy declined. Stocks fell down and rich men died. Black Tuesday brought disaster. They......Read the rest...