Short Scrambled Poems
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eyelids toss and turn
as
the dam breaks
scrambled eggs and toast floats
a juice glass buoy
5/20/2020
Life is similar to a maze. The pieces of the puzzles are scrambled and
will eventually lead you toward your path, yet it has detours.
ketchup on grilled cheese
it won't make you sneeze
and on eggs with cheese
like it scrambled please
ketchup is a must
without any fuss
How
Do
Animal
Rights
And
Right
To Life
Humans
Eat their Eggs
Raw
Soft Boiled
Fried
Over Easy
Scrambled
Or Just
Sunny Side Up
oh is slips
like mist
from my wrist
and takes a stroll upon the page
the scrambled ego's
I'd or did i mean id
scrapping symbols
just to exist
what is equivalent to a penny
scrambled my brain but could not think of any
I can easily convert nickels into a dime
but equating pennies messes me up every time
Throw the baby out in the wash water yes
He scrambled quickly to hide his togetherness
We put the water back in the dirty old tub.
The baby began cooing rub a dub dub
Summer, in violent fury,
Heat cuts through skin.
I turn and twist on bed.
My top sheet like a knotted rope.
Bottom sheet, eggs scrambled!
A WARM DISH
banana walnut pancakes,
whipped honey butter,
drizzled with maple syrup.
Jimmy Dean sausage.
scrambled eggs with cheese.
a warm dish
too!
7/11/2018
Running away, Humpty fell on his head
King’s horses and men just left him for dead
Fractured at once, so he cannot be tried
Dropped over easy then scrambled or fried
tomatoes refresh my sandwiches and soup
giving a lift to every single food group
I eat them on pizzas and scrambled eggs too
Loving tomato juices better than liquid cow moo.
She could tie her shoes
and ride her bike
Made scrambled eggs as a tyke
Today's kids do so much more
before the age of three
Of course, they do it all
~ virtually...
Chaos is a mind
that sees a jigsaw puzzle
as organized, when
it is apart and scrambled.
Yet, when fitted,...... unkown
Entered in contest: A Poem Like You
Placement: none
all-around good egg
proud Waffle House novelist ...
hatching scrambled plots
11/20/2022
Poetry form: Senryu
Mark Toney © 2022
Graphic design by Mark Toney using CanvaPro
egg to
bacon....
housewife cracks me up
I had to share this. I was cracking eggs to do western style scrambled eggs yesterday and this thought hit me. LOL..
Eggs, eggs, glorious eggs, love 'em a bunch
My favourite treat, any time, a great munch
Scrambled, over easy
Omelettes quite cheesy
Try hard not to slobber eggs down my front
Bacon,bacon, I love my bacon
Crispy,crispy,crispy bacon
Together with scrambled eggs
Or an omelet with bacon
Maybe a fried egg with bacon
Anyway I decide to have it
Just as long as I have bacon
The scent of the sea steamed off your skin, I felt vulnerable.
You peeked through a wisp of hair and beckoned - stars shot and scrambled.
Memories of years gone now float with your ashes in the air...
Humpty-Dumpty sat on the wall and gambled,
That if he fell his yolk would not be scrambled.
Yet when he fell,
He cracked his shell.
Alas, no way he could be reassembled!
Simply Breakfast
steaming, scrambled eggs
hot English muffins, dark green
plate
warm kiss from my mate
11-29-2020
9am
OVER EASY
somebody took the world
turned it upside down
shook it like a snow globe
left a beaten mess
like morning eggs
people scrambled
brains fried
taken poached
an orange yolk
a Saucy Benedict
Some despair, a dash of desperado
a spot of Worcester rye
Seasoned with a tear
dried in wind fried in sun
scrambled in a flip of sky
Dressed in a lopsided smile
pressed inside the heart,
Set free
Making Poetry
The hallowed history of the egg
is the stuff of landmine and powder keg.
For, many an innocent egg has died -
sometimes scrambled, sometimes fried.
The Nobel Prize, I will surely win,
for the egg that cracks only from within.
I remember a smile
and shuddered a laugh
those kids gasp at trumpet
a latent talent scrambled
our laughter grown in disapproval
leaving before removal
In between her smiles and howls
until the echoes are herded
gently into memory
one by one
the days turn into blurs
my head feels like hamburger scrambled
my whole body aches right down to my jelly legs
and tingling toes
and i know that winter has come
feeling numb
at a standstill
like a statue
frozen in time