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Pickling Poems - Poems about Pickling


Pickling Beets

I’m just dead and so sorrowful inside
It feels like no one cares I feel this way
I’m full of dread and God’s merciful humility soaks away my pride
The feels of his absence — I feel today

My brother is nearly dead in the streets
It’s my fault it feels like deep down and the thoughts repeat itself
Now, I’m
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Categories: pickling, angst, brother, nature,
Form: Lyric

Premium MemberPickling Pleasure

Pickling with delight 
purge fruits of no blight
plus condiments right 
pepper, garlic white
pleasing appetite…

Pickled  relish
prayer*-blest dish
prods diet wish
propels weight-swish…

Pickles’ glow
pot luck flow
plates follow…

pressing
passing…

picks!

*Philippians 4:6 ...In every thing by prayer... with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.

February 21, 2020
Diminished Hexaverse with rhyme and alliteration

Edited on May 6, 2020
1st place, "BRIAN'S CHOICE C,any
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Categories: pickling, appreciation, blessing, celebration, christian,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse



Premium MemberBig Brother's Pickling You

Pickled ham and pickled beef
Cause weak stomachs too much grief


Did you know they pickle cherries
Grandma ate some; said three Hail Marys


In glass jars, store pickled tomatoes
Do not try this with wet potatoes


Russians all swear by pickled herring
Grate in radish and schmaltz if you are daring


Pickling cucumbers are oh-so-fresh and cute
Try pickled jalapenos; you will fart
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Categories: pickling, brother, food, silly, word
Form: Couplet

Premium MemberPickling Time

Pickling Time

momma stood up 
and stretched
arms wide enough
to take us all in, more.
she had that look
the fall look,
there every year since 
I can remember.

well girls, pickling time,  
it is tradition in mama’s kitchen 
to pickle most everything 
she can get her hands on 
if there is no recipe 
she invents one.
like the time she
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Categories: pickling, autumn, family, growing up,
Form: Free verse

Pickling Polarisation

Vibrational vertabrims vanquish vertebrates on a vista. But custard once opened must be consumed within eleven hours and forty three minutes. But eleven hours and forty three years is a time old game of chess on a blanket in a midday swish. Pull that curtain in dramatic style then. And keep no pin aside forntonpaintnan
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Categories: pickling, age,
Form: I do not know?




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