Short Deviled Poems
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Husband dines on deviled eggs
That comes from wicked chickens
Potato salad and legs
Somehow this great plot swiftly thickens
On a winding path of friendly kegs,
I consumed warm beer and picnic dregs.
Next to me, a little buzzer flied.
I asked, would he help me decide -
potato salad or deviled eggs?
Boiled eggs with the centers mashed;
To yolk-dust add salt,
Mustard, mayo, minced pickle
Fill whites with mix and
Top with olive crowns;
Spice-sprinkle…
Joy.
Bless the deviled eggs and the preacher’s children.
Grab a piece of fried-to-perfection chicken.
Coca-cola cake or banana pudding?
~ Prodigals welcomed
January 29, 2019
Sapphic Stanza with a JUX Poetry Contest
Craig Cornish, Sponsor
Wicked eyes,
deviled tongue.
She turns her head,
you never know which one.
Her face could be happy,
her face could be sad,
or she just might be frigging mad.
You roll the dice,
to see which one,
now she has her mental fun.
You put up with it,
these unpredictable fits.
All in hopes,
to see her ****.
Eggs Benedict Arnold?
Crown Roast from a King?
Shepperd's Pie?
For this he's died?
Pie Alamo?
Does Davey Crockett know?
Stewed tomatoes?
Just who got them drunk?
Limberger cheese?
Our aviator hero stunk?
We seem to find ourselves,
Eating some weird stuff,
Don't you think it's time....
To say we've had enough?
Orion is key lime
Blue Moon Lotus
Deviled eggs angel food cakes
Old Mountain Towns antique brass
Color of my eyes light green
The color are my lips blue
My stomach digestive is purple
Key lime for the Moon
Edible mammal and the grain food
Colorful physically views digested
4/26/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
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
Emily Post wrote a note to
William Tell and his apple.
A book, a quiver, a river;
Shoot an arrow right in the
Heart of a big, deviled egg.
Go to Heck, and live to tell
The story of Adam, Eve and
The Apple. Sweet and juicy!
Charlie Brown and Lucille Ball
He finally caught ball in the Fall.
Peanuts for elephants and reading.
Good breeding is the key to seeding.
A lovable person
Beautiful smile
Cute face, chunky waist
Deviled mind
Enhanced intellgence
Filled with happy times
Gentle tender kisses
Held by you
In a
Jar filled with
Kiddy games we
Loved to play
Months before it got to late
Numbers lost
Over time while
Painted notes of ours
Quest to
Run in colored
Seas
Torn apart in
Unrated love
Vowels
Washed with
Xs and Os
You sealed with a
Zeolus kiss that we both miss
This is how it will all end
lacquer looking glass
boundary waters
warm glows
green with envy
molten grasslands
sea foam blazen
Atomic spot light sun rays
Raven wings snow day glacier
Nuclear deviled eggs, inflamed snow angel
Prickly pear jasmine, lavender pearly gates
This is how it will all end
9/28/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Conceived with Paint Chip Poetry™ by Lea Redmond
Stew in the pot
Potatoes in the oven
It’s nearly six o’clock
The apartment looks like heaven
Flowers in place
Candle lights for two
Soft music on the radio
Of love we’ll sip its brew
The buzzer sounds inside of me
My heart beats to the door
There stands a beautiful woman
With a smile that I adore
Like a magnate pulls the clip
Our eyes locked in a stare
We kissed the kiss of Angels
And Deviled in the bed
We have different meanings for this little word…
It can mean to incite or urge, even encourage one to commit to something…
A roundish reproductive body, produced by a female, of certain animals as birds, turtles and some snakes, too.
You can eat most eggs, if you like…
Can eat them fried, poached, boiled, scrambled or deviled…
You can make many other, things using eggs as well…
Enjoy your eggs anyway, you like them…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012