Mozzarella Poems | Examples

Yeasty

Yeasty with a cornmealed bottom
The sun-dried tomato's and sundried
Red bell peppers called me 
The parmesaned and garlic crust
topped with olives, anchovies, and
Onions
the queint essential of elegance 
refined by the knead of belonging
Bacon wrapped artichokes 
With a hint of lemon
Mozzarella browned to create a
delicate longing of satisfaction. 
Basil, oregano, and olive oil
 Enough to tease. Just enough 
 to taunt. Pleasing and exciting
 the palettes and taste buds!

breakfast pizzas!

There’s a farmers market near campus.
A young couple has a pizza oven on a trailer.
They make a breakfast pizza - bacon, mozzarella
some egg and green peppers. It’s SO crispy and delicious.
ALL I had to do this morning was say “breakfast pizza!”
and six of us were ready to head out fifteen minutes later.

Let’s wax poetic, shall we?

There are some young ladies who live in a dorm
sometimes it seems like they only have studies
but once and a while on a Saturday or Sunday
if we have our druthers, we get out, in swarm
and find ourselves some pizza-like brekkie.
.
.
Songs for this:
PIZZA by Oohyo
Le Breakfast Club de Paris by Gabrielle Chiararo

Old Pickle

He lies on his bed in the rest home -
the old man that nurses all there
have given the nickname Old Pickle.
(Of course they've seen beneath his underwear.)

Like greenish blue cheese
bulge the veins of his legs.
By this stage of his life,
he wished they were pegs.

He once was as smooth as mozzarella,
melting every woman with his smile.
Now his body is crumbling away.
His smell is somewhat barn-yarn vile.

Old Pickle loves the pretty nurses.
Amazingly, he can get it up still.
Bemoaning his looks, he lies in his bed,
wishing it weren’t all such a big dill.

Keepsakes of a Snow Day

speckled snow and bootprints,
French coffee sips, tire-treads,
leftover leaves like birdy wings.
upside-down pizza, for such
an occasion, slips from cast iron.
the blending of sausage balls,
pepperoni, baby bellas, onion,
jalapeno, parmesan, mozzarella,
provolone, seasoned sauce
and browned crust, unlike the classic -
a finger kiss satisfaction. drip drip
drip of icicles forming, branches
covered in powdered confection.
a snowball, formed by my honey,
in freezer, for a keepsake. realizing
the importance of commas.
in other words the snowball’s in
the freezer, not my honey.
     he chats it up about work.

Pizza

Pat, stretch, roll in a round
Putting sauce on the mound
Placing mozzarella
Parm and capicola
Pineapple—oh, geez
Pepperoni, more please
Perfect slice, one more bite

Lasagna

Laid on strips of pasta-
Lush, thick tomato sauce
Loaded with sauteed beef
Laced with onions and herbs.
Last- mozzarella cheese
Layered on top with care-
Luscious Lasagna feast!

Gifted

Gifted.

A round clay grey chalice
just outside the kitchen door
filled to the brim
with dark brown nurture, 
 frothy feather greens trimmed.

She eats the fresh smells
with all her secret senses...
Even her ears hear subtle
strong notes as she chews the cud
breaking down her defenses.

Handed some leaves in a bag-
not big enough to contain
her gratitude and pleasure...
buries her face in notions
of growing her own treasures.

Coriander, sweet basil, dill-
lungs balloon with pungent perfume
caught, breath held until
heart gasps, thankful-exhumes
breath of life with CO2, awake
to symbiosis give and take.

Thank You, from the abyss of my heart...
It is a Pleasure to return!

Aqua Marine: 09/12/2024


Acts 20:35
Acts 17:28
James1:17
Ephesians 5:1
Proverbs 12:25
1 Thessalonians 2: 8








       Afterthought...

 The sandwich...
Red, white, green...

Tomatoe bright red
Sweet basil next green strong
Mozzarella cheese.

Mama Mia!

Crust

I sweep the kitchen again. 
The crumbs are back. 
I sweep the kitchen again. 
At midnight, I hear indistinct noises. 
That I only recognize as pizza crust sounds.
The crust sings a song. 
Singing about how pepperoni is so overrated. 
Crust is delicious! Delicious! Delicious!

I think it’s just the psychosis kicking in. 
I don’t want him to win. 
This crust made of hardened dough. 
He survived the oven, that I know. 
But being thrown away?
After being burnt all day?
No way!

I still hear crumbs. 
I wasted another day. 
Sweeping. 
Maybe next time…
I'll eat the crust too. 

Forget the mozzarella, or the cheddar.
I am something better!
I am more than the final bite. 
I am the one that gives smiles of delight. 
Eat me, or else I’ll disturb your sleep. 
Around your house, I will creep. 

Eat me, or else…

I sweep the kitchen one more time.

- A Fantasy World -

                                             Floral umbrella,
                                            yellow mozzarella.
                                          Helicopter dragonfly.
                                          Bee-friendly flowers,
                                             - nectar shower.
                                    Unforgettable time in Shanghai.

Lists

there's something intrinsically poetic about lists…

1.
bread (wholemeal) 
twelve eggs
solar panels
occasional frogs
corporate lawyers
steam


2.
onions (red) 
tomatoes (finely chopped) 
garlic (four cloves) 
fireman's ladder (aluminium) 
disparity (secretly hidden) 
mildness (abundant) 
gluttony (almost definite) 
mozzarella (abridged) 


3.
clean sink
dirty sink
point un-necessarily 
wear wetsuit and carry surfboard in populated area
shirk responsibilities
vacuum dog
hide
reappear (nearly palindromic) 
borrow an eagle
book car in to be painted yellow
buy a bucket
start new list

Scares An American Sonnet

Tons of pineapples and mozzarella,
the perfect side for a scary movie;
Pie built out of two handed slices,
my mouth is already watering;

Stuck waiting nearly thirty minutes,
I could have sworn they said fifteen;
Hangrier with every millisecond,
driver jump that three car pile up! 

After twenty more the doorbell rang,
delivery guy heard the chilling theme;
He said ‘You’re my last stop wanna hang?’
I replied ‘Sure. Scares are for sharing.’

A new friend? Icing on the cake;
Such is the great pizza mistake.

Pick up Line Fail

mozzarella man
flattering pizza phrases
Creepy cheesy bland

FROMAGE BADINAGE

FROMAGE BADINAGE

Some cheeses improve with age
But, in danger of being verbose 
Just serve me plain and mature
Yellow, without that thick rind
And tastier on the tongue, I find
Not fancy, with that false allure
As some blue veins are varicose
But wait, there is a war to wage

Never the plastic American kind
But calling it sharp, it’s still bland
Some made backwards, as Edam
There’s French ones, some smelly
I’ve seen them advertised on telly
As cheese, Philadelphia is a sham
And yet so few dairies understand
Please keep it natural, not refined

A few odd cheeses can squeeze by
As Greek Feta or Cyprus Halloumi
From Italy, there is Mozzarella too
For pasta, it is Parmesan, of course
With a true origin one can endorse
All should be entitled to their view
I report what I taste, so just sue me
And crumbly cheese makes me sigh

inFATuating

  Americanese say pretty pizza, please
                                      ~ with mozzarella cheese

Simp

12 Pitas
4 # of ground lamb
1 tablespoon of cumin
1 T cayenne
1?4 teaspoon of cinnamon
2 T of chopped fresh ginger
5 Tablespoons of garlic
1/4 cup of lime juice
2 teaspoons of fish stock
2 Tablespoons of Vinegar
3 Tablespoons of Pomegranate juice
3/4 cups of crushed gingersnaps
3/4 cup of mozzarella cheese
1 cup of diced onions
1 Tablespoon of Sesame seed oil
3 Tablespoons of sundried tomatoes minced
3 Tablespoons of chopped parsey
1 egg yolk

mix well and stuff Pitas.
grill or bake
flipping on the grill.

Dipping suce
2 grated cucembers peeled
2 T lemon juice
1 cup of nonfat yogurt
1 Tablespoon of crushed Garlic
1 Tablespoons of Honey
1 Tablespoon of fishstock
1 T of dillweed
Mix and Dipp!

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