Short Bagels Poems
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The Chinese are going for bagels
The Jews head out for won ton
I really am not quite sure anymore
Which side I am on!
IMAGERY EXPRESSION
mundane crisp and misty morning
New York coffee, cream cheese bagels
art gallery—comforting warm abandonment
Bagels butter biscuits with
Raspberry Jam
Eggs
And
Keep the mystery meat Spam
Fruit
Apple Pancakes
Syrup hot
Tea ready to eat
Bagels as hot as pancakes
for a quick breakfast;
I breathe in their tempting smell
and get excited:
happy as a kid,
I munch on
one!
Bobby Burroughs bought a bunch of butter bagels,
Bundled in a butter bagel box.
But Bobby Burroughs found the bagels bitter,
So Bobby bought a box of better lox.
Form:
Salt, yeast, and flour,
Roll the dough,
Rise for an hour.
Rye, Wheat, Oatmeal too!
Take a piece,
Toast and jam for you.
Try and taste the rest
But you know
Pizza is the best!
Try bagels and Lox.
No more bread?
Open the breadbox!
I've grabbed a thousand bagels
and my oven mitts fell short
Of keeping me from burning self
and holding my own snort
And now I know that thickness better
and shop for what I like
When thickness means a lot of money
meant to spend on physce
Every morning finds this little café busy in all kinds of weather
You will also find a sweet old couple enjoying breakfast together.
Cuddling over bagels and coffee they discuss the news of the day
Being together is all that matters neither cares what the headlines say.
Cakes, cookies, brownies, and pies;
Scones, pastries, muffins, and tarts;
Biscuits, bagels, and bread: Oh my!
Creating these gifts much joy doth impart.
I don’t believe I’m overstating the part.
So very few folks alive grasp this gift.
Life is all about what you bake of it!
You're all invited to my party.
No, not Jack or Jill or Marty.
I'm inviting apple strudels,
pies and tarts, the whole caboodle,
custards, puddings, buttered scones
(with muffins and bagels, I'm not alone),
cookies, croissants, an eclair,
and my lovely baklava, so dear.
When Bayt lahm guttured Bait lehem,
no bagels and baguettes are baked.
As hummus and labneh melting down,
prickly grapes grown in Golan Heights,
Awakened Elchanan terminated Goliath.
Raising Rachel tribes of nomadic life,
goes to a mysterious hypogeum.
The underground chamber,
forefather of Hebron and Nablus.
An absurd idea slipped from my head
That, in my dreams, would best be left for dead.
This chimeric charade turned global rage;
A mighty and monstrous meme for our age.
Perhaps someday the p.c. and the woke
Will finally be aware of my joke.
Too late to put back in Pandora’s box
I shrugged it off for some bagels and lox.
An empty studio:
the man of the passionate handwriting
belts his dog
come my glory, my plebeian bride
hamster bagels
glitter indeed:
meticulously chosen bbq charcoals
as whimsical jewellery
“I’m so on fire and hear the wind”
Your grabbers, call them back
let me su.su
“No, don’t touch me now,
let me talk”
Little Jimmy was a eight-teen-year-old wild teenager
He had a souped-up Dodge Dart and ate day old bagels
At the dark in the park he would race his Dodge Dart
Car went so fast it's sputtered sounds of flagellants-fart
Baroom-zoom-zooms out here drag racing in out of danger
2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
There are certain things in life
I couldn’t do without –
Reading, music and a home
Where I can muck about.
Pencils, paper, ice cream, beer,
Coffee, bagels, cheese –
Take them from me and you will
Have brought me to my knees.
Note, they’re objects I describe
Which sate my appetite.
For people, that would be
Another poem I’d have to write.
The Nightmare Of Marcus Dean
Marcus Alouitious Montgomery Dean
Dined on bowls of chocolates, doughnuts, bagels and cream.
Until one night he awoke with a scream,
Being eaten, he thought in a terrible dream,
By a bagel, a doughnut, some chocolates and cream.
Barry Stebbings
09/13/18
My son Jacob, he follows traditions
Religious, he has certain ambitions
He prays to God three times a day
I think he even knows what to say
Straight as an arrow, and square as a box
Jacob took a liking to bagels and lox
Sister snitched: Jacob prays right before he eats
~ that I don't slip a slice of pork in his daily treat
Nutritious food, how bad can it be?
I stood in the organic section, wanting to pee.
Aren’t you glad you came with me?
This was my healthy cousin, Little Lulu Lee
I will meet you in the park said her brother Gore
I watched him sneak into the bakery next door
Have to potty, I’ll see you in the park too I said.
I stocked up on muffins, scones, bagels and bread.
In another time I would’ve picked orange lily and carnation
Sprinkled in some white daisy for a resplendent bouquet
Some fresh bagels from your favorite bakery by the station
With those,smiling,I would’ve knocked your door on your b'day
Instead,clichéd notes of wishes, I post on social media today
Written on 07/17/2016
Contest:'In Another Time' by Ir0nic Zink
Some friends came by for breakfast,
Which doesn't happen lots.
It's easier than dinner -
Fewer bowls and cooking pots.
Scrambled eggs and fried potatoes,
Bacon, bagels, coffee, cheese,
Juice and honeydew and cookies -
Many choices meant to please.
Yummy food and conversation,
Under morning's sunny sway,
Is a special way to welcome
What will be a lovely day.
Bagels and baguettes
Bap or fried bake,
The fruits of the flour
are easy to make
Chollah, chapatti,
Cinnamon bun.
These global delights,
make eating such fun.
Filled with Caribbean sweet meat
like Guava jam,
Scottish smoked salmon;
Or Danish roast ham.
Add a fresh fruit salad,
Some sparkling wine,
A candle, red roses and
you’re ready to dine.
Joanna Davis
A dozen ducks were bobbing
On the river - what a sight!
The fact that there were 12 of them
Just filled me with delight.
If there had just been 2 or 3
I’d not have been impressed
And, at first glance, a dozen
Wasn’t what I would have guessed.
Of course I counted! Now, when thinking
Dozens, one supposes,
I should add ducks to Christmas days
And bagels, eggs and roses.
as the empty jackets sway
awaiting the days of thee inn
while the shore cries back
between the light houses
englishmen invites bagels
to dine the lobster screams
the claws are red
but not ready yet
while the taken
takes a stand alone
as the sable dance outback
behind the paisley gates
the dark drapes fall
over the last call
ah a spider
splashes in the final sip
of hot cider
There's pumpkin coffee, pumpkin bread,
Pumpkin bagels, pumpkin spread,
Pumpkin muffins, pumpkin pie,
Pumpkin ice cream - my, oh, my!
Pumpkin donuts, pumpkin beer,
Pumpkin pancakes and, I fear,
Soon there will be, oh my gosh,
Pumpkin soap with which to wash.
Everywhere's that pumpkin scent
Reminding us what's evident -
Summer's heeded its last call
For pumpkin flavors herald fall.
In the early morning, it is a trip worth taking.
I go to the bagel shop just to smell the baking.
Into the water are little rings of yeast-raised dough.
Let them soak a bit, and into the oven they go.
There are plain and seeded with other varieties.
Hot and fresh from the oven, they all easily please.
Bring out the butter, jelly, and don’t forget cream cheese.
Bagels make a great breakfast treat. Everyone agrees.