Long Spatula Poems

1. We are upstairs, rolling on a derailleur
much fun is timely prepared by fate’s chauffeur
rooms facing each other is the plasticine
the models of our contact is the icing
from her own end, she chooses my Tuxedo
and...

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 Feedback comes to those who apply and post and expect to receive the same 
when you place a silver dollar in your mouth you scratch it with your teeth to see if 
it is...

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Inside the Dishwasher everyone rushed!
Clinks, clanks, rattles, 'Ouches' and ' Ohs'!
"Would you pa--lease, settle down!" said Deb--They hushed.
"Now we can hear...let's just see how this goes."

Curious, Peter, looked out through a chinc,
And watched Vie and...

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Please let me out, I will not do it again, please, please, I am scared, I am scared, please, sorry, sorry, sorry, there are demons, rats, cockroaches, ghosts, I will not do it again, I...

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I’m Onomato-pea-a
The window is my home.
I love the sounds of cooking
At day, at dusk, and dawn.

Mom clomps into the room
And clicks on every light
The curtain whooshes open,
I wake up, “No more night!”

Drawers squeak, cabinets creak
Bread...

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Survival of an ultra long week,
finally you see some light at the end;
Humor a little bit tongue in cheek?
Right now could be truly a godsend;

Up late in pyjamas watching cartoons,
always more than a little obscure;
Snacks...

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Today is National cookie day…a day to celebrate that delicious, mouthwatering treat…but as we bite into that cookie…let’s not forget the cookie sheet.

While we’re enjoying the aroma of all those cookies someone’s making…let’s not forget...

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For the break.fast at hand,
So that I'll understand,
He makes me a sloppy jo.
... ug. So over I rolled.


She nibbles at JO,
waves g’morning to MO…

Mmmm.
A tasty treat, made so sweet,
I’m glad, one of us can cook…
First...

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The child stands valorous before the door
    With nary a tinge of fear or dread.
Armed with a spatula and a pancake flipper...
    She wears a stewing pot on her...

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In a greasy diner on the edge of town, Dan flipped pancakes with the flair of a juggler, a spatula his scepter, his griddle a kingdom of sizzle and steam.

They called him “Dan the Pan...

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cravings, like niggling whispers,
flit on covered tables
skitter on the floorboards
shiver nerves like humming cables

racing up my backbone
trembling spinal pathways
as I dive for pantry's knob
in a glucose fired craze

tearing through the shelving
jumping for the flour
cracking eggs...

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When time flies, feelings of euphoria,
spur jaw-dropping habitus within,
vision of nirvana on groundswell earth,
chirping bird amber tone on hedgerow,
cacophony that piercing aural backdrop,
riotry of wild bewitching warble,
golden fronted leaf, black nape oriole, 
northern red bishop,
snapshot...

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It's like a scene out of The Children of the Corn,
Sweaters torn when I head the SWARM,
Inside the inner city desert storm,

My spectacular vernacular,
and poetic style will flip you like a spatula,
I'm snatchin' ya, solo...

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In the middle of the night,
When the moon shines bright, 
A creature stirs with a terrible bite, 
And his name is Spoonfang.

This vampire with a spoony face,
Has developed quite the taste,
For creatures of the pudding...

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The Restaurant Menu has a picture.
Three golden brown Pancakes 
A large corn colored slice of butter
Melting on top running over the sides.
Griddle Cakes doing a Nathalie Wood impersonation
Drowning in a sea of thick maple syrup
Cartoon...

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Urban jungle roosters,
born-again scarecrow,
to untutored city eyes,
tawny pipit stonewall  nester,
jet black Inca dove bereft,
of dovetail on a croque monsieur,
idle bone grub crawl,
mother hen to sandy brown,
and velvet bill gazer,
from an nearby creak,
recent rural migrant...

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A SCRAPING OF SHOVELS--

A duel of occupations;
Farming or construction;
2 metal clad tools of uncovering';
Clang N clang, touch rub N bang;
Scape-scape,  dig-dig on dirt, sand, gravel and rocks;
A scraping of shovels;

Excavation in construction;
Mechanization via steam...

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One Halloween night when I was five,
rain pelted city streets, we stayed inside.

Dad lit the Jack-o-lantern candle,
told us the tale of a famous vandal.

One “Headless Horseman” in Sleepy Hollow,
‘twas Ichabod Crane he chose to follow.

Crane...

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One Halloween night when I was five
Rain pelted city streets, we stayed inside

Dad lit the Jack-o-lantern candle
Told us the tale of a famous vandal

One “Headless Horseman” in Sleepy Hollow
‘Twas Ichabod Crane he chose to follow

Crane...

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Gluggy margarine marine grips keels
        Apex sun spreads sickly circle of lard
        Plugged lungs, gust momentum marred
    ...

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8 soft boiled eggs peeled
2 cup of cream cheese
1/4 cup of heavy cream
41/4 of melted butter
1/3 chopped mushrooms
3 tablespoon of minced garlic
1/4 cup of dehydrated onions
3 egg yolks
1/2 cup of flaked steamed salmon 
4 tablespoon...

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In memory of John Farmer, a man so bold, 
An ironworker’s tale, in stories retold. 
From Local 46, his strength did shine, 
In New York’s skyline, his work divine.
A skydiver brave, he soared the skies,...

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Let me tell you what had happened
When two children's day had darkened
Home alone, fed up with Communism
They decided on some Spiritism.

Naughty brother and his sister
Started chanting a tongue twister
Shaking, dancing,twirling a spatula
Air head kids called...

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Most of the time I am thinking about my pets
Pets others have dumped out 
Pets who should probably have therapy but don’t.

One of them is a large pony dog we named Buddy.
He was dumped two...

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Jodie Foster is frying peppers and eggs ~ it is late and her legs ache 
as she scrambles the yokes, sautés jalapenos.
Today a jerk again compared her to the movie star ~a life she 
never...

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