Short Meaty Poems

Winter's meaty wind
A vegan moose adapting
Poise, its pious sway...

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oak tree sheds rich crown
squirrels glean the meaty spoils
residual shells...

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Mashed Taters

Creamy buttery goodness drenched in thick meaty gravy, yum...

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Mean, mental men makin brown, broken bacon 

Meaty, muscular makin bitter, bubbly bacon 


8/6/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020...

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Crimson red
It fills every man
Bubbling and pumping along it goes
Swooshing to icy fingers it flows
It billows and churns back to its meaty core...

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An alligator on a floating freighter
Ate the Captain and the navigator,
He also ate the crew 
In a meaty stew,
In a feast which included the waiter....

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Mango, a magic fruit
Most delicious in taste
My all-time favorite.
Meaty yellow when ripe
Makes yummy marmalade.
Melting smooth in our mouth
Mesmerizes fruit fans...

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meaty limbs of oak -
august plumage aflutter
with draconic hiss

8/19/2019
Tree Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
575 howmanysyllables.com

*august - marked by majestic dignity or grandeur...

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Oh Meaty Peaks!
Oh meaty peaks adorn-ed on her lips,
Why do you cheeky mountains there exist?
You spoil the smooth mottled flip-flops,
Of canines' drooping moistened chops...
Oh spikes of flesh, you've piqued my interest!...

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There once was a Ninja so sneaky
He broke their mercenary treaty
For he turned on his own
Because greed was his bone
His skeleton is now not so meaty

Now let this be a lesson to all
Be upstanding and honour your call
Like the Ninja has fared
No sneaks can be spared
If you do it, your never to fall...

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Kitty of Goolistan - a wee weest witty
                                Made an experiment with probability
                                      She took a piece of meat
                                      Dropped it in juice of beet
                             She got a meaty bee- beaty zemblanity...

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Dare you not cross the path
of a Snarly Yow. The rangy hills
are its home from home.
It prefers to roam on groggy foggy nights
to galumph upon the unsuspecting
to drool over its dire and deadly deeds
chewing over motley meaty morsels
for breakfast dinner or supper;
it’s not particular....

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Carnivorous blooms
hothouse fed,
thick tonged in lolling herds.

Feeding time is all day.
The flies are introduced
in humming shifts.

By evening 
the electric buzz is dimmed,
the curvaceous florals ingest;
sticky throats absorb.

One dilatory black fly
drones on alone.

Meaty flowers listen -

wait....

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Tiger in a Cage
It paces roars and gnashes teeth,
a tiger has its stripes. 
Red and white and black and brown,
and paws so big with claws.
But most of all I wish I was
our God as he’s above — below.
To kiss the critter on the mouth,
his meaty breath — I gag.
And snuggle tender into him and stroke his tiger fur....

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bunen hund
i called
vukta ute for the wings
so spicy
so meaty 
they called to her

from stove top to stomach
they were screaming with sauce
only few left 
so convoluted and lonely
EAT ME EAT ME

but bunen never came
i guess the wings would have 
the same effect 
as real bunen would when she eats them
o bother...

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Freezer's ice coated
Filled with goodness
Strawberry loaded
Peach extraordinariness(may not be a word)

Different breads
Many spreads
Meaty treats
Plus pimento cheese

Homemade cake
Cupcakes candy coated
Oh! Those ladies
What food made

All for the young lady
Who sang God's praise
Her voice did raise
In glory of his name...

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I pick up little treasures of poetic swirls
like heavy cream on a sundae, here at poetry soup.

Rich meaty soup, a bean mix from around the world
Seasoned with exotic herbs from many nations

Shaped in crocks from potters hands uniquely molded
Ladled and tasted across the ocean

Shared and savored
Favored and cherished

Poetry soup friends!!...

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Molly Mitchell made many manuscripts
and all were mighty,so full, and meaty!
Combined, they covered all the ground
and their reasoning was very sound.
Trimmed with an artisan's unique design,
they were oft delivered to the needy.
All were orderly and divine indeed,
and were never-ever weedy!
    Thank you, sweetie!



McCuen Copyright October 2008...

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Sun-kissed dipped and baked
Wonderful gifts to man for him to take

Be it from a tree or a vine
Please take with grace and in kind

No need for a stove, microwave, or grill
It's been perfectly cooked by the sun so
you just need to see, smell and feel 

Bountiful blessings beautifully unbound
Leafy greens, meaty melons, and juicy berries
all around...

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As I kept my raised eyes hooked to rivers
A shining swing of swords like the sliced moon
In polkas of blood a dark blue shiver
From red jungles comes up a meaty Hun
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September 15, 2019
Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
Source :My Sonnet “As I Took the Right Turn”
dated 27 June, 2019...

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I read the best poetry 
I ever read
Transfixed to a wall
In spray can form
Reckless abandoned vandal graffiti 
Is so meaty 
It defies art
And expression 
Yet will never be mentioned 
In any page's or history book's 
But if word's could quill 
I have found what fills
A tortured life
It is the scar's that bare
The price of paint
A wall adorned 
Thought bare...

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They say that, physical people
are meaty – and our smartest
are brainy – but the religious,
less Divine, for only one had
power over water into wine;

yet what we do in laboratories
now, has greatly complicated
our religious stories, when modern
man seems usurping many of
God's Glories...

So what can the inquisitive truly
surmise, if stars in the sky
are also in man's eyes?...

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The lunchroom fart
of turbo pasta
scatters garlic teargas
laced with meaty mystery
without mercy to
flatten cubicles.

Chain-reactions
of Tupperware battles
erupt to devastate
once discerning pallets
until hobbled by stabs
of shrapnel to the gut,

prompting an exodus
of mournful bodies
propelled along that cloud
of processed misery
to wander, ashen-faced
along the concrete void....

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I read you with my fingertips,


          Pausing to regard the inches, to savor each,


               Like a meaty word that I turn over in my thoughts,


     In careful consideration ... of its flavor.





* This is a form I call "Liberum Divisa", and it's composed of a four-line verse taken from a Free Verse poem of mine called "To Read You", written on December 26, 2016. *...

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Oh, meaty mothballs!
    as opposed to mothy meatballs
  Alternatively - slobbering sloth-balls!
    instead of sloppy moth-calls

  Stupid refrigerator!
    as opposed to dumb incinerator
  Alternatively - dirty toenail taster!
    instead of wanton whiskey-waster

  It's the start of a brand-new year
    Let's raise glasses and expectations
  And while we're at it
    ~ improve imprecations!...

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