Grill Poems

Prime Rib

Prime Rib

Prime rib bone in, marbled fat
Spiced with garlic cloves
Smoked slowly on a grill with
Mesquite wood chips till
Center is slight pink
Melts in my
Mouth!

Coco Tabletop and Grill

walk the urban sprawl, 
where skyscrapers pierce the sky 
cities bleeding_assoc. 
carnival lights bloodshot dreams that flee, 
like squirrels unconfined biting frost of winter, 
within the tumultuous mind —

stares into the landscape, tattered, mined;

flickering neon signs above, 
a disparate throng battered ease crawls by, 
downward perhaps 
weekly-rationed kisses – hot, 
an insatiable quest cheap sleaze-pup

Dave's Lab and Grill

Come join us tonight people where the bright lights illumine.
Be sure to pick up a free multi-colored balloomin 
While I showcase my special double self-lobotomy 
Performed by just me in my new labero-totomy. 
With a spoon, fork, and a knife  - in full factuality,
I’ll cut out some noodle and some individ-ality - 
And don’t

Eight Leggers Grill

bag of spiders,
lair contained,
unless
shaken and poured

it’s raining spiders -
spiders reigning…its a downpour

bag of spiders, spidermen
weaving webs - oh what wild webs conceived

spiderlings take rappelling lessons -
humans repelled by sticky wickets…

a trampoline buffet.
lacy architecture unique.
Eight Leggers Grill capitalizes
on an insect infestation.

bag of spiders, they’re no cocooned butterflies.
arachnid’s legs running loose, climbing
into cracks, crevices and corners,
on the

Galactic Bar and Grill

The barman was a chimpanzee
With a sad old wise old face
He ran the themed franchised bar
At Fat Sam’s Dancing Place
He swung his cocktail mixture
Jiggled it and deftly caught it
Your drink was ready and mixed
Before you’d even thought it
And he kept a special section
Where you could sit and think
And he always with discretion
Topped up or replaced

Savory Seduction

rub my butt with spices
baste my breasts with olive oil
slather my wings and things with sauce
butter my thighs, slow broil

	ah, the savory delights of a summer BBQ!

Slow Grilled Bananas

Foil wrapped delights at day’s end
Chocolate inside
Prefer gooey Marshmallows?
Relief after meat 
Grilled fruit tasty snack 
Late Surprise 
Treat!




19 June 2022



Whats Cooking on the Grill this Summer Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser

Ribs On the Grill

Honey smoked ribs on the grill
Come and eat your fill
Roasted corn, drips with butter
Taste buds aflutter
Peach pie on the sill
Ice cold beers
Cheers!


June 3, 2022
What's Cooking on the Grill This Summer Contest
Sponsored by M. L. Kiser

On the Grill

Delicious juicy hot dogs
Slathered with mustard,
Onions, slaw, and chili sauce
Some hamburgers, too,
On soft toasted buns
Cheese slices.
Yum!

FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written June 1, 2022
Submitted to "What's Cooking of the Grill This Summer" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by M. L. Kiser

Whats Cooking On the Grill

Fire up the grill ~ let's all eat
Dad's steak now well done
Hot dogs for doggy and me
Granny potatoes
Mom veggies with salt
Say blessing
Eat
 


Date Written:5/31/2022

4 Place

Whats Cooking on the Grill this Summer Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser

My Friend George

George Foreman is a friend of mine,
Of many times we chill.
Times together that we dine,
But not the man that you assign,
For George, he is a grill.

Of grills, he is the number one,
Which helps make meals a-gorge.
Or for a little bit more fun,
You can get the 5 in 1,
Of my friend, we call the George.

A waffle

Just Having the Will

Just having the will,
You’ve conquered a steep hill;
Intense your will,
Settled a staggering bill;
A food-finding will,
And you eat your fill …
 
A fun-catching will,
Some awaiting thrill;
High-voice-pitching will,
Go it shrill;
Meat-longing will,
End up with a grill;
Quarrel avoiding will,
Remain still …

Hide-and-watch will,
A good window and still!

Paint Night At the Bar and Grill

a background of blue
composes sky
strokes
of thick dark lines
shape bare trunks
(a collage of leaves
lies on the ground)
and branches reach
for the setting sun
the last glow
of reds and golds
imagination and memories
shape forms
textures
give fullness of life
to a canvas
once blank
colors blended
add to the conversation
this gathering shared
with others I hardly know
and between each coat
as the acrylic dries 
we chat with each

My Grimy Grill

My grimy grill,
Is really quite,
Summer’s delight,
And if used right,
Is very much a thrill.

It’s not just meat,
That’s off the hook,
For if you look,
You’ll see I cook,
My veggies over heat.

The greasy grates,
They hold the food,
That will conclude,
With gratitude,
Once I put onto plates.

The fires burn,
On down below,
And cooking slow,
My grilling row,
As I do often turn.

The grease had grown,
Up

Window Sill

I have a window without a window sill 
My eyes wander outside when the crickets sing
Birds refuse to come into this part of town  
I try to escape but my window has grills
Those who live nearby cannot, will not know me 
Residing in a one story tower, still
And when it rains, droplets flicker towards

• Short Grill Poems
• Famous Grill Poems
• Best Grill Poems
• Read Grill Poems
• Long Grill Poems
• Grill Quotes