Scallops Poems - Poems about Scallops

...Creatures of the sea, all beautiful and fair. A thought comes to mind, what if they swam in the air? Would we swat fish away as we do with bugs Or tentacle arms always giving hugs? Whales wo......

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...A heron watched me from painted rushes, brush-stroked by a man who lived in a wagon lacquered with stars and road-dust and wind, who sometimes drank too much and thundered. They say he wan......

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...On the first day of Nollick my true love gave to me A Manx cat but there’s no tail to see On the second day of Nollick my true love gave to me Two kipper baps, and a Manx cat but the......

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...How do I To breathe? To see the shooting stars? To eat the pineapple On my pizza? How do I To write to mom, To sleep In Chicago? To drive a Ferrari? How do I To love Montaigne? How a......

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...It can’t have been the scallops,or the rump of Islay lamb, washed down with white Rioja, and followed by sweet meringue. It wasn’t the skate au poivre or the salmon canapés, nor garlic stuffed gre......

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...Dead fish on the dead fish counter; surprised bulging aqueous eyes stare, none of them belly-up but spread on their sides in a pageant of slippery colors. Silver, red, rainbow streaked and all ......

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...We live by the sea, just we two, you and me It offers us all that we need From our heads to our toes, you make all of our clothes From sea grass and sometimes sea weed If our ocean provides it,......

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...sandpaper savage today buttermilk wavelength tomorrow directions are like buffets in multidirectional earthquakes yet and still i cherish the day downward spiral clouded pepper today scallops ......

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...going to a new place where flowers bloom you have a taste for flounder and shrimp scampi i have a taste for scallops and coconut shrimp i say rice and cheddar biscuits you say lobster potatoes an......

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...He sculpts a guitar mouth out of air-hands. His music is dead and so it haunts, handles your ears like fresh seas scallops, spooks your eyes into new visions, whispers the yet unsaid to you, so ......

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...Miss Ocean wears her blue-green dress, Sprinkled with tiny crystals beads That sparkle in the morning sun. She shakes her ruffled petticoats of white And shows off for the passers-by. She dances......

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...We met over oysters and scallops in the French Quarter of a mismatched ether. She sent pictures - her in a mirror, beside a mirror, partly hidden by a mirror, naked under glass (I still have th......

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...scavenger hunt sandy summer beach welcomes a scavenger hunt ~ hot sand samba dance lacy edged scallops rippled shells like wind kissed surf ~ trim tidal ball gowns fallen stars – starf......

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...a vulgar morning unveiling the naked fragrance of sun-burnt dog turds. It came to me, played tunes on the cords in my nostrils until my left eye caught them hiding ......

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...It can't have been the scallops Or the rump of Islay lamb, Washed down with white Rioja Followed by sweet meringue. It wasn't the skate au poivre Or smoked salmon canapes Nor garlic stuffed gre......

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