Short Fillet Poems

poets practicing paucity 
fillet frivolous phrases...

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River Wok

whiskered water cats
caught and cleaned in fresh fillet
sizzling river wok


John G. Lawless
8/27/2014
For PD’s River Walk(?) contest...

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Do not throw the ball to me;
Honesty? It’s nails on chalk;
You wonder what I would do 
if you were moving away; 
the grit lingers on my hand 
Stop making this so easy! 
The tracks fillet the old board 
Can you handle the answer?...

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Salmon steak or fillet
Choose fillet or salmon
steak
Either way I can get it
Is alright with me

I enjoy a salmon steak 
Cooking on the barbecue
Or the fillet is tasty to
Either way I enjoy it

Salmon from a can
Is handy to have
For a salad bowl
Or making salmon
  patties...

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Death by 5 In The Kitchen, The Other Murder

My wife must hate cow...
because she cannot avoid insulting it.

A choice fillet I did purchase.
Served medium rare would be perfect.

But, as for her, I can scarcely concur.
She must absolutely, positively... burn it.

Poor cow.

by, Martin Braun
July 28, 2023...

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Things slip away.
  Obeying laws of
  cause and affectation,
  diction pictures words
    as sounds.

Hounds bay at lunatics.
  Sticks and bones
  fillet my stones.
    Millet and rye
    make me cry.

Ground beneath my feet,
  a swaying beat
    repeats
    repeats
    depletes me of my
      funky mood.

Shall we dance?...

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I was reeled in 
Not knowing if I was 
Swimming...or broken 
I swallowed your line 
Starving for what you fed me 
Dumbstruck and wounded 
There was no fight, 
No chance that I would not 
Succumb to your lures 
Maybe here was my chance 
To witness saviour 
But now I see 
You have chosen 
To fillet and release 
My heart. 

And there's plenty more fish in the sea. 
For those like you. 

© 2013 
Ruby Honeytip...

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Young Mary wanted to learn how to cook,
she didn’t like the recipes of the book.
        So, chose her favorite food,
        she knew that would be so good.
On hand lessons from her mother she took.

She decided to cook crispy fish fry,
went to the kitchen to give it a try.
        Pan was red hot, she didn’t care,
        fillet got burnt in the flare.
With a sigh she vowed to bake apple pie.


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.......~ ~ ~ .~ ~ ~ .......


red , tender and sauced like sun
juicy slices float
on sizzling olive oil streams
spiced with herbal mounds…
tongue swells orgasmic,
decadent
fix!




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* we have lots of mini steak houses here good for a 10-minute wait

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--Gwen Rix's " Fastfood Epulaeryu"--
   30 apr 2011...

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Cat Café had an extraordinary chef, Raff McRayley
Pick your own fish, he told his customers daily
I can fillet them, fry them, sauté’ them or dry them.
Daddy Cat said, “I just want a taste, I want to try them.”

“I like them raw, said Buck the Cat, swallowing three.
That was expensive! Said the sou chef, Mrs. Bree-Lee.
Daddy cat said, “I thought a taste would be free.”
“it would have been, but by cracky, your son ate three!”...

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When the phone rang the other day
It made me laugh, I let my mind play
I had to stop and check the date
I heard every word in an even toned way
I felt your words were over played
And yea I guess I fell in love the same
I clearly recall the time I saw you last
Let me stop here and say I appoligze for that
The way I behaved a sinister fillet
You had every reason to be irrate
Listening to your every word blammed
Lost in a world severly inflammed...

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My favorite Animal

Well i don't like Lamb it's to Rich
But come to think of it i like wool

Love Pork my favorite toastie
Is egg and bacon

And i Love Cattle
What would life be without
Milk and Fillet Steak

Never heard of a rescue cat
But who can resist a Meerkat

But to answer your question

What is my favorite Animal

The answer is simple

Its a Dog

Man's best friend

Gregory Paul Poetry Contest
Favorite Animal
27th December 2019...

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Flicking
Like a snake’s tongue
Out and in
Long scars
From under the loose cuffs of her long sleeves
No matter the sultry summer day
Crisscrossed up and down
The banana skin of her underarms
Raw shiny and tiny stained like tomato kisses
Smeared and left from the lips
Of her childhood Barbie
Sitting propped and prepped
Cross-legged
At a miniature set dinner table
Of delectable plastic
Fruits and cakes
Shrimp and fillet
Waiting forever for her Ken....

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