Skillet Poems - Poems about Skillet

How lucky are we to live in a world with love as its foundation… A love that’s universal…but with infinite variations. For instance…there’s the love we have for our family, our friends… love between two men, two women…between a woman and a man… There’s love for food…for sunsets, rainbows, and of course…love of a flying pan. Yes, today it’s a...

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The sky was an iron skillet To heaven it crept and filled it Swallowed the color from every eye An iron skillet was the sky The earth no glint of morning touched Fields swept black, the horizon crushed To dawn the dark would not give birth No glint of morning touched the earth On the galvanized drummed the rain Rivulets streaked the window pane The...

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My electric skillet has such a sizzle, through and through She makes pancakes and eggs, bacon and hamburgers too I love the smells she gives me before she is through With a simple turn of the dial, she knows what to do! She is easy to use, I just plug her in and give her the reins. She is...

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God's greenest, avocados, sliced in a bright red ceramic bowl Mix them with eggs and they dance with exuberant cowboy soul! Ever observe them twirling in that griddle? It indeed takes a Poet to see them do the "allemand left"right in the middle, to the sounds of a fiddle! The eggs twirl the fullest in bright, pretty, paisley cowgirl skirts. Such...

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ticket skillet biscuit brisket A ticket at the public skillet, buys a warm biscuit with beef brisket. 8/9/19 Contest: Your Turn For A Tyburn Contest Sponsor: Charles Messina...

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Many are the memories of Hoosier farm life as a lad that I recall. One was what Dad called 'hog renderin' that occurred every fall. When he proclaimed the old boar had reached his maximum weight, That meant for sure that the old feller was soon to meet his fate!. After Dad did him in, puttin' an end to...

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Lyrics from a song from skillet Walk this world alone try to stay on my feet Sometimes crawl, fall, but I stand up cause I'm afraid to sleep And open my eyes to a new day, with all new problems and all new pain All the faces are filled with so much anger Losing our dignity and hope from fear...

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The skillet hung near the old wood-burning kitchen stove. Aside from her family, Mom considered it a special trove. With that blackened old pan she prepared delicious repasts, That in my judicious opinion will ne'er be surpassed! Ah, just to recall the tasty grub stewed up in that old skillet! How it tingled my taste buds just sliding down my...

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I received a cast iron skillet as a young wife, not knowing then it would teach the lessons of life. And this old blackened skillet, Thank God there’s always been something to fill it. It sure has been a good one. And I am so pleased to say it’s not done. Because for years it has fed their bellies and...

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Skillet is hot belly is empty so in goes the pork cutlets to fulfill our needs of a great supper to be. wrote 11-20-08...

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