Short Cutlery Poems
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silver
antique jewelry
melting heartstrings
Wedding silver cutlery and engagement rings could never be replaced.
lining
Don’t
you hate
it when all
the cutlery is
dirty and you’re
eyeing up that huge
decorative wooden fork
that’s hanging on the wall?
Accompanied by cutlery
hit ceramic soprano 'tinks'
Operatic hot sudsy path to stardom love ballad
Tears drip dramatically
tap's hydrating heart sinks
Acoustics of kitchen, false impression of talent
Fires flame from the face.
Doors shriek and squeal; cutlery and crockery crack.
Floors and walls quake.
Mountains crumble.
Violent volcanoes within
erupt
Eyes glow
with a glaze and
blaze.
Fires flame from the face.
Violent volcanoes within
blaze.
Dysregulated
A compass circling its needle,
while every horizon
steps aside.
Dry syllables
catch in the throat,
then clatter like dropped cutlery.
A long word,
stitched together
mended with mismatched joints.
It arrives as a diagnosis,
leaves like weather—
not asking the season.
Prayed for courage
And in return was given porridge
Topped with salt instead of sugar
And water for milk
Cooked in a kitchen of filth
To be eat out of a chipped saucepan
With plastic chopsticks for cutlery
Tracing help into forage ferrell wild oats
The holy father's sins
Handed down to his children
The curse of overthinking
is not failure,
misfortune or limitation
but in the disobedient
misery you cannot climb.
No pleasing in the paranoids
dive to the oil pits.
The more you prevent
the less interfearence,
but when it comes up
it brings cutlery
to sicken and harvest you,
the 9th eternity caused by lingering whisper.
He never knew a thing about it
besides the shoe pack.
In that Box!?!?
Faculty,
Cutlery pom pom in a green.
Open can of tomatoes.
Not THE can.
*Lick*
Mmm. Blueberry vacuum cleaner.
Feather! Feather could be a salute.
Like to a tyrant?
Yeah, like Hitler
Hush, Hush, don't say that.
I wouldn't, could you?
I couldn't, but would.
Form:
Sparkly, dazzling dresses
Lovely made up faces
Tinsel in hair
Glitter to spare
Moments of glee
Captured in a selfie
Waiters bustling
Calling out orders
Over everyone chattering
Glasses clinking
Plates clattering
Cutlery clanging
As familiar songs play
Last christmas seems yesterday
Memories rush to mind
Of Christmases long ago
Bananas and bicycles
pullovers and pears
armchairs with attitude
and cutlery that cares
gum trees and giggles
seaweed and snouts
desserts with detachment
and porridge that pouts
mink coats and mountains
water and winks
toes with tenacity
and silence that thinks
I encounter these things
adrift in my dreams
hugging tight
a pillow that screams.
I
Wait
Hoping
To hear news
That wisdom will come
I have prepared for her a room
The table has been set with the finest cutlery
The plates have been set for the politicians, sadly not a single one has arrived!
She
Comes
Holding
Out her hand
Within it a gift
A pearl of tremendous worth
She says "If this gift is cherished it will multiply!"
First time trying this form.
The sword of hunger
snips the squeak
of the intestine,
which is like a cry
of a new born baby,
from my stomach.
Chop! Chop!
All chefs!
To cook! To cook!
You must go!
Cutlery jumps,
stoves burn,
veggies fear.
I open the cupboard
with the strength
of an elephant
as I inspected
what will be on the menu,
and flipped the recipe book
like a pastor
who just lost his verse.
I don’t have a basement
there’s no hills here to run to
no caves for miles around
haven’t stockpiled tins of beans
or tomatoes
or peach slices
panic buying hasn’t been bought
no guns no knives
except cutlery
and I’m not a film star
getting out of impossibilities
saving the world with nice teeth
so I guess I’ll just stay in bed
or pull up a chair
watching it all eating crisps
From a balcony in Ankara
Exotic birds swoon
Pigeons sit on roof tops
Awaiting on the moon
Traffic noises hum
Children’s voices clash
Banging pots and pans
For the evening dinner rush
Crockery and cutlery
Tapping out a rhythm
Chinking Turkish tea glasses
Adding to the sound
Scraped back chairs
Washing up
Hustle bustle crescendo
Then silence
Full stomachs
contentment
From a balcony in Ankara
There once was a young filly named Mabel
Who enjoyed having sex on a table
Got gravy on her parts
Her fame was off the charts!!!
For dessert she put a jelly bean in her navel
A LESS BAWDY VERSION
There once was a filly named Mabel
Who enjoyed having sex on a table
Had to watch for the cutlery
Could cause pain quite utterly
Bet you haven't heard this well known fable
© Jack Ellison 2015
The Madness
Can you imagine a Jewish family
on the West Bank, showing friends
the furniture, artwork, and silver
stolen from a Palestinian home
Proudly eat from a lovely table
using cutlery in a Palestinian family
ate from, not to forget, the bed
that has four carved posts, could
Has the mattress been stolen, too?
Is there no empathy, a fleeting
moment of guilt? We think not
Hatred is an easier emotion
If they toss coal and glass.
Just chew it up and spit it out.
Every now and again you'll even find a diamond.
Laying infinite shine to your soul smile.
So, when they sling those hateful things.
At the stained-glass window of your being.
You can clean your caliber and hone your cutlery.
or spit back a fountain of jagged love.
If you don't do something, they'll bury you alive.
Then piss all over your busted skull.
Rice soaked and yellowed
in steaming, spiced curry
dance around the cooking bowl,
as they collide with chicken legs
and thighs once in a while...
My family sits around the table,
with anticipation visible
with their salivation. They can
smell a Swahili cuisine
from the dining room.
Patiently,
I wait for stew above the rice
to disappear,
then I give the green light
with sounds of cutlery
and wine glasses....
Date Published: 6/24/2016
Winter is gone. Warm weather is here, and what better way to enjoy it than with a
picnic?
Shade
Ants
Watermelon
Potato Salad
Checkered Cloth
Lemonade
Wicker Basket
Fried Chicken
Meadow
Wildflowers
Snooze
Al Fresco
Iced Tea
Paper Plates
Cutlery
Kite
Salt and Pepper
Cups
Cheese
Chips
Thermos
Crackers
Frisbee
Napkins
Cookies
Bonus activity: Have children draw a picnic scene, incorporating at least 10 of these
words into the scene.