We thought it would last forever,
not a kink in the endless chain of supplies;
Now more than the store shelves
are coming up continuously empty;
Still the menu is good to change,
maybe get out grandma’s old recipe;
No amount of money in the world
can buy you food that doesn’t exist;
We thought it was just gonna go away,
the trucks would always deliver more eggs;
Then omelettes became a luxury item,
‘Snickers’ were all we could afford or find;
Starvation ended with ‘We are the World.’
Western civilization? That’s impossible;
North America is flooded with resources;
Regrow endless crops on soil rich land;
No amount of money in the world
can buy you food that doesn’t exist;
Bottom of the barrel no trash to steal;
Private property gardens, no trespassing;
Outlaws armed with skills and dirty hands,
Off grid not for sale, can’t steal from them;
The wealthy can get whatever they need,
or so the one percent always thought;
No amount of money in the world
can buy you food that doesn’t exist.
Categories:
omelettes, deep, emotions, food, humanity,
Form: Other
Humpty Dumpty fell from great height,
perfectly mixing the yolk and the white.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
had them some omelettes, then had some again.
Categories:
omelettes, nonsense, nursery rhyme, silly,
Form: Couplet
I latest piece is too long the poem section - so it's in "Short Stories."
It's called "omelettes" I could shorten it - but why? *shrug* Here's the link:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/omelettes_10739
I hope you like it!
Categories:
omelettes, boyfriend, homework, school, student,
Form: Free verse
Last summer I planted five stars for you
Twice or so a day,I watered them
Winter has come and I'm ready to show you
Tonight,I'll make the omelettes
While you take a shower, darling
We'll postpone the eats
And dance a little bit
Listen to the rhythmic drumming of your heartbeats
While you bury my head in between your twins
"I love you,dear," my whispers.
Late night chats and a little cuddles on the couch
Slow kisses and caresses will do
Allow me mess up with your hair
Blouse unbuttoned!
Ripe wild oranges seen
I love everything that sparkles
Beauty rightfully possessed!
I'll carry you in my arms as we head outside
"You see those twinkling five stars? They are all yours, darling. You look alike, sparkling and lovely."
You're beautiful,this you know
But lemme plant beauty in your mind
I swear I'll always print smiles on your face
'Cos you deserve it!
John Lenda (Poetic World,2022)
Categories:
omelettes, i love you, love,
Form: Free verse
This is an age old story
it could be a country song.
Some may find it enchanting
while others say it’s wrong.
I like home automation
and the feeling of control
the response to simple voice
commands seems to satisfy my soul.
I got into it slowly
but it soon got out of hand
when on a cold black-Friday
I bought an automated man.
His physique wasn’t all that defined
and I wouldn’t have called him handsome
but soon I was trolling the aftermarket
for jail-broken enhancements.
He can’t take his eyes off me,
his omelettes are the best,
and when he puts his arms around me
- he never needs to rest.
My mom appreciates him,
his work ethic has her impressed.
She has no idea how handy he is
as he helps me get undressed.
My friends say, “Wow, you look HAPPY!”
I feel I’m blooming like a flower.
I anxiously wait for him to fully charge
and we have unscheduled hours.
p.s. I write short stories too =]
Categories:
omelettes, 11th grade, satire, sensual,
Form: Rhyme
A bout of sloth in summer this man gets,
time on lazy clock inert mind forgets.
In the kitchen he doesn’t go,
keeps whipped eggs on portico,
while he dozes sun flame makes omelettes.
June 8, 2020
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Summer Laziness
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani
Categories:
omelettes, funny, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Let
Hens laid
Eggs
To be hens
Not Omelettes
Categories:
omelettes, bird, care, conflict,
Form: Rhyme
CONSIDER THE EGG
The eggs of chickens are very small,
But their use is quite versatile
Compared to the eggs of emus...
Let's think about that for a while.
Can be boiled, scrambled or fried,
Tasty omelettes, or even poached.
They are used in cakes for baking,
Or combined with bacon and toast.
Breakfast's choice is often eggs,
A very good start to the day.
Used in salads and sandwiches
Eggs can be enjoyed any way.
All custard tarts must contain eggs,
Which causes the custard to set,
This isn't done with emu eggs
As chicken ones are the best bet.
Rich in vitamins and protein
In nutrition they're very high,
Not the cause of cholesterol,
Your diet should give them a try.
The egg shell is oval in shape
It has colours of white or brown.
The hen may use a nesting box,
For eggs to safely be laid down.
The chicken's a worthy contender,
Though her eggs are smaller in size,
They're cheap to buy by the dozen
She deserves a Pullet Surprise.
Copyright © Vivien Wade May 2017
Categories:
omelettes, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Cigarettes are the cornerstone
Of any nutritious breakfast:
Try them in omelettes,
Over easy - Or sunny side up!
Crumble them on cereals,
Hot or cold
- For a flavor combination
That is absurdly
Out of this time zone!
It'll put curly hair on your legs and chest
- Regardless of your sexual preference!
What the hell are you waiting for?!
A personal invitation? - Then consider this the one!
Categories:
omelettes, america, anxiety, cancer, change,
Form: Free verse
Eggs, eggs, glorious eggs, love 'em a bunch
My favourite treat, any time, a great munch
Scrambled, over easy
Omelettes quite cheesy
Try hard not to slobber eggs down my front
Categories:
omelettes, love,
Form: Limerick
My grandma gave me a rainbow pen
It had a hen embossed on the cap
One day it laid eggs
Grandma made fluffy omelettes.
I wrote my first poem:
Henpen omelettes
I get spank from Hens
Their tummy is empty.
O the childhood!
Categories:
omelettes, child, childhood,
Form: Verse
Could easily eat eggs three times a day
Love those little buggers so much
Thanks to the hens for being so gracious
Providing us with omelettes and such
Heard some people even eat 'em raw
Now that's not for me I'm afraid
Said I loved 'em but I must draw the line
Not for me even if I was paid
If hens could talk I'm sure they'd be saying
“What are you people doing
Eating 'em raw was never in the contract”
They'd be clucking like hell and fuming
My relationship with almost all of the hens
Is mutually one of good trust
I go by the rules, over-easy or omelettes
Respecting their feelings is a must
May think I'm strange talking to chickens
Have other strange quirks as well
But they'll have to wait for another day
My brain must rest for a spell
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
omelettes, humorous,
Form: Quatrain
SCENT OF MONTREAL
Off the Place d’Armes near the Ruelle
Des Fortifications, is a restaurant small -
Cosy with smell of garlic with all :
Makes me hungry and want to sit a spell.
Every dish is a delight: I love each one so -
Cheesy Onion soup and Vichyssoise;
The omelettes and the souffle a la quebecoise;
Cuisses de grenouilles and escargots.
Sound of caleches across the square
Faint violin music down the street there
This today is la joie de vivre
The city breathes with Frenchness in the air -
Near to heaven-scent it is so rare -
But better if it were le Quebec libre
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Written by Sydney Peck
French sonnet form
Entered in Cyndi MacMillan’s Contest UN, DEUX, TROIS....OOH LA LA!!!!
Categories:
omelettes, dedication,
Form: Sonnet
There was a young master of Zen
Who kept a very fat hen.
One day it stopped laying,
And started a-praying,
"No omelettes shall you make again."
Categories:
omelettes, funny,
Form: Limerick