Short Casseroles Poems

Healthy food is fall’s fresh gift.
Pumpkins and pecans
Tempting taste buds, one and all.
Pies, breads, casseroles
Calories added –
Yummy taste
Wins!...

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Vegetables are boring
'til they're drenched in cheese!
Give them a calorie bump
with a buttersauce -
decadent, creamy,
Thanksgiving
dream!...

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Less turkey bones to trash
less to be left over.
We make a feast on smaller plates.
the following drawn-out days
of casseroles and sandwiches
will be shorter
and we give great thanks for that!...

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She brought out her lunch and we all said, “Wow!”
Her mother fixes her food that uplifts her chow.
Casseroles are shaped like chickens, her sandwich a cow.,
We looked at her food and gave it a tribute bow....

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Oh, pungent onion, large, sweet and fried

in golden rings, diced, sauteed for 

casseroles or grilled with meats;

tossed raw into my greens!

I love you so, that
 
when I slice your

skin, I’m the

one that

weeps!...

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When I was young older ladies thought me charming
Sweet and cute and totally disarming
But now that I've grown closer to their age
They seem no longer anxious to engage
In amorous and peccadillish roles
They only want to feed me casseroles....

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a waltz wave


gifts
profuse
tree
pre-lit
peachy-keen
glazed ham
cakes
cookies
casseroles
Christmasy cheer
no fruitcake
no coal
no
stockings
no fireplace
Santa
knows
our front
door



written December 15, 2015...

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Bereft of life her eyes
Barren they stare as folks
Bring casseroles, breads, pies
Bouquets of fresh flowers
Business of world still thrives
Bright summer day so warm
Baby of hers lies cold

Written on 08/16/2016
Contest-Pleaides B by Kim Merryman...

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Willy, a wild mammoth lives in my yard
Shedding head all over in clumps
Neighbors come by and collect it in bales
Making comforters, pillows and plush cushions
They bring casseroles, carrots, croissants and canapes
Willy has the best life, and he knows it
Milking it for all it is worth...

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I never measure or use a straight edge
Ruler? Measuring cup? I scoff at these tools.
I approximate everything that I do.
That is why I am a folk artist, not a fine artist.

I cook with total imprecision too
Guesswork is my best friend
I toss in a dollop of this and a dash of that
My husband runs when he sees my surprise casseroles....

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Thanksgiving Day is the word

Someone giving me the bird

Cranberries and pumpkin pie

Mashed potatoes catch my eye

Casseroles and deviled eggs

Buttered corn and turkey legs

Salads, rolls, and cobblers deep

After dinner fast asleep

A couple hours, hear me snore

Wide awake, I want some more

Chowing down, I just can't stop

Now I think I'm gonna pop...

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On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my enemy gave to me
Twelve upset tummies gurgling
Eleven spoiled milk cartons curdling
Ten missed opportunities to achieve
Nine judges who refused my reprieve
Eight frustrations and barriers
Seven Covid-19 carriers
Six casseroles with a bad smell
Five empty packs of Pall Mall
Four creepy sashes
Three worn out lashes
Two cobras who attacked me,
And a grizzly bear in a honey tree....

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Sam was tired of his mother’s banal cooking.
She fixed hamburger helper every other day.
On the opposite days she fixed tuna helper or chicken helper.
He was tired of all of these helpers, tired of casseroles. 

Sam was thrilled to be invited to his girlfriend’s house for supper.
Her mother was always creating exotic dishes.
Salmon crepes, Orange Spicy Chicken, tiramisu.
“I hear you like hamburger helper,” she said upon his arrival.
“Good thing!”...

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