Short Cod Poems
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Edge of wharf diner courting saline tastebuds,
Halyard rope bell hop with a catch,
Grandee gourmet glutton wolfs marinated cod
A John Dory with rhubarb
Sea trout with beetroot
Fresh salmon with sorrel sauce
Mackerel munchies
Scallop salad cream
Cod and chips
Dip !
Cod Fish Stew
Ocean fresh with onions only enhanced Dad's delicious dish
11/11/2015
~ For Andrea's Food & Our Memory Connections contest ~
Grasped in the fish monger’s fingers
The lingering ling cod now lingers
Knowing in the fingers of the fish monger
A ling cod will linger no longer
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Please see Gulf of Cadiz
Praia da Rocha Beach
Tour port cellars and bridges
hop-on hop-off buses make travel easy
take oh my cod food tour with Ricardo in Lisbon
identity crisis
me too
we felt
the
feeling
i
love you
remember
me
gripping
that cod
in
the
boat
here we are
sunk
in
every note
?
This is the story of Lisa & Herb
A young loving pair who lived in the burbs
Fresh cod she did cook
Forgot to take out the hook
Pierced at the lip he said it's superb
Once knew a fellow from Cape Cod
Strange things happened speaking quite odd
He opened his yap
His ears would flap
Took flight, landed head first on his nog
You love the Ocean
as it comes
I love the Ocean
as it goes
Caught in its tide
of becoming
Washed in the change
— of its flow
(Yarmouth Massachusetts: September, 1974)
entry-code...
txx...be
t-excess as...
t-x's...be
as tea-excessed...
taxes...be
as texas...pee
excess
stans sand
entry code
and...try-code
and dry cod
nose fish
carousel
fresh eye
hang man slate land lord
rent collector nice
colleague pay miss guild
cauldron children rise dagger misile
cod capture
rupture day
cold spleen
When Janice ate fish on the quay,
Next morning her pee smelled fishy,
She said Oh MY God
My pee smells of cod
Fish odour I did not foresee!
05/23/21
When Christmas party is foiled by flu
What then, does a harried hostess do?
She goes to the phone
Says, “We must poshtpone.
We’ll reschedule when the dyear is dew”.
(the year is new)
Refusing to die, cod sought to fly
Looking to the sky, bravely did try
Soon it’s fins, grew as wings
Gliding now, love songs sings
Flying way up high, whilst others sigh
06-May-2021
I fished in the sink for a cod
and landed a whole dolphin pod;
the bath and the loo
were full of them too -
but whales were too much for the rod...
for Constance's Form O 'Overflowing' contest
Went to Cape Cod for our 25th anniversary
For our 30th went back and got her, must be wary
That's really not nice
But I did have a choice
So we're back together now and still married
Once knew a fellow from Cape Cod
Strange things happened when speaking quite odd
When he opened his yap
His ears would flap
Took flight, landed head first on his nog
© Jack Ellison 2015
I Saw Trust Clearly
She Was Tall And Beautiful
She Moved Quick And Swift
But Made Beautiful Movement
I Saw Her Sky Blue Eyes
And Heard Her Blanket Soft
And I Felt The Cod Wind Chills
She Sends Down My Back That
Will Affect Me Forever
The boys at the school were constipated
So the nurse lined them up and gave them cod liver oil
Some tried to escape, but she was mighty
And she had nurse’s aides who dragged them back by their ears
The good old days when you could do such things
Two boys were fishing when they met a willing broad
The first boy quickly extended his fishing rod
And so, when he was done
She saw the other one
Who had already caught his allotment of cod.
written July 21, 2021
Have any of these things ever happened to you guys
On the main floor elevator in Cape Cod, Cathie wanted to cry
Two large ladies got on and pushed TWO
I said, “TWO? Could've walked WOO WOO'?
“What! And lose a pound” one answered, “Why!”
Tears, they flow as giddy gushing streams,
and meddle with our facile sense of joy,
seamlessly they interface cod emotions,
whirlpool laughter smothers trite elation,
smirking bogus rivulet, weeping willow branch,
to that toxic ocean known as hollow mirth
From a distance a lighthouse horn blows
The mist settles in, fishermen do not go
A beacon light gleams and attracts
Sights and sounds, from a warning tract.
From a distance, harbor lights in a row
Tides smooth over, ripples are low
Seagulls landing, shells lie about
This must be Cape Cod no doubt
A Roto-dent toothbrush of mine
Once said “Where the heck did you dine?’
there’s bits of Swiss chard
Next too white fried cod
And pumpkin seeds by your canine?
Just then the cell phone ding-a-lings
calls out “I’ve got just the thing!’
that new water pick
will soon do the trick
“Howdy-Do DING-A-LING-ling?”