Escargot Poems | Examples

JOURNEY OF THE ESCARGOT

JOURNEY OF THE ESCARCOT
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Henry carried his house on his back,
He could get up and leave, no need to pack. 
     Although travel was slow
     For this escargot
He traveled alone, made his own track.

Although it took him many years
Henry finally made it to Algiers.
     The city was so grand
     After trekking through sand,
Leaving a trail of slime, sweat, and tears.

snails

snail inside his shell
during noisy lightning storm....  
escargot

The Things I'll Give Up for Lent

This poem is not meant to offend anyone or belittle their beliefs. This is only my attempt at humor.

~Things I’ll Give Up for Lent~
Liver and onions,
Minced meat pie.
Drinking beer from a can,
Celebrating the 5th of July.

I’ll do away with Haggis,
Kiviak and Sheepshead Smalahoue.
Rocky Mountain Oysters,
Escargot and Fuhu.

Escamoles and fried Tarantula,
Jellied Moose and Airag.
Gaeng Kai Mot Daeng,
and baked polliwog.

Chocolate-covered bacon, 
Candy corn or a root beer float
Goodbye Goober burgers,
and pickled ear of goat.

Koolickles, popsicles,
Hominy grits and Spam.
Frog’s eye salad and Turducken,
Tapioca and jellied Ham.

But on this Valentine's Day my dear,
know that there is one thing that's very true.
I'd rather give up my chance to go to Heaven,
then spend a single minute without you.

Unfortunate Snail

I happened upon the tiniest snail today, it's spiral patterned shell caught my eye.
Not thought of fondly by many,
would turn your legs into jelly,
would make the keenest of plant lovers cry.

An interesting truth, they have many a tooth.
In fact 14,000 of these.
They chew through your berries and flourishing plants.
I'd Most definitely prefer to keep bees.

Now, some people would take a different approach and find them a delicacy.
A hint of garlic and slathering of butter.
Voila! Escargot for tea.

But that powerful snail and it's slimy trail has a weakness that we have been taught.
If you are squeamish, 
this may turn you greenish.
All you need is a sprinkle of SALT

An Evening With You

Escargot, brie, foie gras
Fondue, confit, caviar 
Black tuxedo, evening dress
Handsome, gorgeous, do impress 
Opera in the royal hall
Afterwards a regal ball
Doors held open, jacket spread
Elegance and chivalry not dead

Veracious Rover

Hundred million K' away neighbour, Mars
     Hovers bolognese smeared brother, ice brick
     Fondness for possibles although bizarre
     Intoxicate screw loose hair brained psychic


     Frog skin glint silk soak, last page of atlas 
     Frigid rift in regolith terracotta
     Ancient alien sustaining chalice
     Embalms escargot creatures exotic  


     Savant submerged in claiming lake, limbs grey
     Gnawed on by hordes of sword fish ravenous
     Haunting waters, explorer credere 
     Stores files in his spongy tissue camera


     Angora cotton ball goats, horns antennas
     Munch dust, dull marbles watch earth untether




       
         Still the twentieth of October
            Extra terrestrial Thursday

Playing It Safe

Tease the crowd, post things, small?
Ignore over 800 shootings in Chicago.
Don’t you dare make a fuss at all.
Just sip French wine, nosh on escargot.


The truth is, that many do truly care.
Yet, the hesitant ones, resist any meaning
But they might lose friends, a big scare!
They are pale as a dead spider hanging 
from the ceiling!

Thus, puff poetry keeps us smiling and numb.
Death, though, oh so grabs our attention.
Yet, we choose to play it safe and dumb.
We hide itruth under the rug,with conviction.


To write sweet things only, makes me queasy!
Our freedoms are about to be snatched away.
Doing away with six million Jews was relatively easy.
Wait till we cannot pen freely, it’s already happening!  
And yet, you, poet, mute, with nothing to say?

Are You a Misfit

ARE YOU A MISFIT?

Per chance, in this universe, you are one?

That feeling, somehow you were born in the wrong century. You might look at common 
dress.
You see it as dull, sloppy and freaky.
And you want clothes gallant, elegant and
even a tad cheeky!


Or the sense that you are a lone driver, facing
four lanes of oncoming traffic!
You ponder, what have I done wrong and down comes the pain and unbearable panic.


You get invited to an elegant soirée?
There you are, chandeliers and escargot galore.
However, you are pitifully ignored,feeling like a worn out mat, lying dead at an abandoned cottage door.

Now, let’s look at the way people think.
You see them as horridly light to heavily stuck in their brains!
Poor suffering you! You suffer from the thought they want to drown you with rats in a drain.

You suffer grossly from I-itis!
It’s time to give to the world, as it has given so
much to you.
And realize, they are not perfect either...
Give those people more than a chance or two!


                       5-16-2022

My Escargot Are On the Go

Snails are snarling and sneaking around.
Escargot I mention, and they can no longer be found.
I get out the pot and I clang it on the stove.
An enormous one just under my grimy refrigerator dove.

Come on out here, and let us get a glimpse of you, I say.
They are trembling so hard; my curtains begin to fray.
What kind of a kitchen is this to help food hide out?
I am irritated now. I give a whistle and a loud shout.

Snails are whispering, hoping I will forget how tasty they are.
I decorate a hat with them and put one on hubby’s cigar.
I make pets of them and pretend they will not be flounced or beat.
But eventually, of course, we will get to eat them all sweet.

For now, they are fooled, and they begin wearing designer clothes.
They parade past the mirror, carrying my dad’s garden hose.
How could my food get any prettier? They simply look great!
I say to myself, as I ready my escargot plate.

Written 5-2-22
Contest: A Merger with Food Poetry Contest
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A Refined Gent

A refined gent who serves lunch in Decatur
Is the posh bistro’s most genteel waiter
He serves fine escargot
and tres-bon merlot
Then mosies home to his deep-fried potater

2/3/22

Snails

early morning and snails are crossing the sidewalk
there are all sizes and i would guess 
age has something to do with size
not all make it across, large and small
young and old
several mashed snails are on the sidewalk
the snails do not move very fast at all
their trails indicate that they are not 
crossing in a straight path or line
in fact looking at their trails makes one wonder
why they do not move in a straight line
is it that they are intoxicated or maybe
its a maneuver much the same as ships at sea
use to avoid torpedos
or maybe just possibly they continually forget where
they are going or what they wanted to do 
in the first place 
when walking i try to avoid stepping on them
but that requires me constantly looking down
and that’s not always possible.
but seeing the snail carnage it gives me
pause as i must assume some make it across
so naturally i must ask “where do escargot?”

Reports of a Snail Slime Trail

A consequence of a misspent
youth

Is a flashback to when my
mother beckoned me to her

Calling me by my full name
Christopher not Chris

One could assume one was in
a fair bit of trouble

But on this occasion it was
not the case

What she needed was fresh
eye's to crack the case

Of the curious case of the
mysterious kitchen slime trail 
leaver

Because i as the outdoor city
type knew and was up on 
recognizing and identifying
my animal doo-doo po
because i am full of it

So i got straight to work armed
with my magnifying glass

And instantly identified the
guilty party

You see it could have been
a number of different species
or thing's

But i knew straight away it was
indeed a snail

And how did i know this
you ask

Simple because you can
see almost everything looking 
through that magnifying
glass  

So much so i could see him
lip synching the jedi mind trick

I am not the snail you are
looking for

What you want is escargot
or frog's legs

Bordeaux 'N Escargot

BORDEAUX & ESCARGOT



Slo
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Mistletoe
Bravissimo
Rainbow audio
Sappho & Romeo
Indigo scenario
Sublimo Michelangelo
Magnifico oboe adagio



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Submitted on November 1, 2019 for contest RHYMING NONET sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA  -  RANKED 1ST

The World and Lifestyle of a Tycoon

He sure enjoys 
his life of Reilly; 
lavishly living it up! 
A globe-trotter. 
A man-about-town. 
He's a big hit 
with the ladies, 
and he doesn't mind 
all the attention. 
He's a big spender. 
Did I mention 
he's got style, too? 
An unlit Cuban cigar 
is always seen dangling 
from his mouth. 
He's not a smoker, 
it's for the look. 
He's fashion-savvy, 
collecting Rolex watches, 
ray ban sunglasses, 
fedora hats, 
and Versace suits. 
He loves his cars 
costly and fast; 
a Porsche here, 
a Lamborghini there 
On weekends, 
he sets sail 
on his fancy yacht, 
flying high 
on his private jet. 
He kills time 
on the golf course 
hitting the links 
with millionaire friends, 
throwing parties, 
and showing off 
his trophy wife 
His escargot dinners 
are always served 
on high-end china. 
He swigs champagne 
from crystal. 
Oh, what a life!

(Free Verse)



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Date written and posted: 01/06/2019

I Lived In Appanoose

I once lived in an Iowan county called Appanoose.
Yes, there were women and babies, called the little Papoose.
We drank lemonade, coffee, tea, and some carrot juice
Nothing exotic like escargot, or salmon mousse

Our lives were so ordinarily simple in Appanoose
We ate hot dogs and drank beer, and made our own apple juice
We shunned saying words like healthy, glutton-free, and carrot juice
We were common salt of the earth people in Appanoose

A nice, friendly new farmer came to town, and tried to sell us his great produce
But we all had our own gardens, with plenty of vegetables, and a lot of use
Our veggies were tasty, and our red strawberries made some fine fruit juice
So I am sorry to report that he barely broke even in Appanoose

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