Potatoes Poems

They're called Crisps not Chips

Across the Atlantic ocean

They have a pedantic notion

Quip us Brits have a frantic lisp

Did slip..meant to say chip not crisp


Semantic antics causing a commotion

Misunderstand our land’s devotion

To the sensory explosion that is a crisp


So why the linguistic demotion

Respond to across the pond & beyond

Have donned a wig of blonde

Seem fond of being conned 

They need

Howlin' Like The Wolf

We're goin' out to Idaho where the potatoes grow
honey we're leavin' quite soon
but if you call it quits then I've had my chips
and like the wolf I'll be a-howlin' at the moon
I'm over this Sunshine State yeah I can hardly wait
baby we're leaving at noon
but if you say 'No way!' and you wanna stay
like the

SMASH POTATOES-

Culinary creativity  
and experimentation
"Smashed potatoes...
I garnish them basil 
Partially douse in salt"
Sensory delight
 and pleasure
"Boredom in the water...
Popped and butter 
What a tasty substance"
Joy and satisfaction
 "Numb, numb yum mashed 
Creative and playful 
Expression of culinary delight 
And the joy of cooking

3/22/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024 


Scriptural reinforcement

- 1 Corinthians 10:31: "So

Potatoes

It is all good until they grow eyes and watch you

Irish Farewell

O'Rourke has left Ireland with all he owns in a knapsack.
He is going to America with sunshine at his back.
The Irish soil is dotted with potatoes now turned black.
O'Rourke has left Ireland and he is never coming back.

Amongst the rotting potatoes, a seed has begun to sprout.
On the stem shall a four leaf clover grow,

Lumpy mashed potatoes

as much as she whipped 
never could get the lumps out 
meal time at Grandma's

Meat and Potatoes

I got tired of losing
So much goddamn losing
Losing friends
homes
Hobbies
Moving to new towns and cities
Familiar faces of people I never met
Those who lived for years in the same place
They had their cliques
They got each other’s jokes
They knew what was on the next page
Mr. Jones down at the corner store knew them all by name
The bus driver

Potatoes In a Pretty Blue Dish

The potatoes are cooling in a pretty blue dish.
Looking like hillside stones or sleeping piglets. 

While waiting for the litter to cool off.
I thought about the many wars being fought...
On our beautiful blue planet of the newly forsaken. 
Millions of innocent lives selfishly taken.
How much money and time have been wasted.
Lobbing bombs into robin egg

Plantin' Garlic and Potatoes

Plantin' the Garlic and the Potatoes
I can only Hope in the Heirloom Tomatoes

The Daisies push up well past the Day
With Evan Porter sleepin' outside in the Fray

Charlie ' s in a row out at the plant
And Grandma Moses is lookin' for Dry Land

The Ocean washes up the Effervescent Shore
And taxes those who bore

And set out

Potatoes Forever If You Ask Me

My favorite vegetable is a potato
I will eat it fried, filleted, with salt and pepper.
Bring me butter
That won’t be enough

Some people add cheese.
I am not interested in that, unless it is cheddar
shaved, on the top of sour cream and chives.
Yes, I love a baked potato loaded and potatoes scalloped

I adore French fries, also made from

Potatoes and Mushrooms

Potatoes And Mushrooms



    Fries are not only deep-fried sticks to which nothing permanent connects
But also, what happens when a person makes some serious mistakes.
  And a way to eat however many potatoes a person wants to in one sitting           
 Even

Couch Potatoes

Couch potatoes never see the light, 
Seldom produce real potatoes,
Or much else that is palatable.

They leave switches on 24 seven,
And don't know what is the purpose of an off switch,
Resulting in bed sores, 
Though they seldom get as far as the bed.

It is only the sight of grandchildren,
That is likely to shift them,
Into second gear,

Mole Finds His Eyes and Plants Potatoes

Mole would have been a gardener,
but he just couldn’t see.
He was consigned to dig and dig
and wander aimlessly.

But then a woodland faerie
popped him upon the snout,
gave him a bulbous brownish thing,
told him to let it sprout.

She said, when you can feel the shoots,
then cut it into chunks,
and bury them deep in the ground,
and wait a

Tender Falls the Rain

Wishing some times
turns sunshine to rain
Tender falls the rain
as i speak your name
don't waste my time
tryna break my heart
you knew the outcome
 from the very start
Love me Tender
Never wanna let me go
sappy love songs
Sh*t thought I let you knoiw
Aint wanting hurt
don't like bruised feelings
got look into who
and what I'm dealing with
Tender falls the rain
as i

Ursai's Plunder

Words of evening she speaks
To him 
I act if I don't know
There in secret places
Is where they wish to go
Mornings were I labor most
To be neat and clean
She wholloes beneath him
To be spiteful and mean
Yeah than when separation
Is the antidote
I am all he has
It's when I mean
As much


Love of Mendini by Mukhon Strativerous
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