Spatulas Poems - Poems about Spatulas

...When my friend fell off a wall, I phoned up the local clinic. “He’s got cracks,” I said in the call. They said, “Bring him for a visit.” As we parked he looked with fright, Upon all the men wh......Read the rest...

... The door rings, I look up, someone with someone else, back to my eggs and hash browns. The door rings Spatulas knell the griddle. The skinny cook yells in Kentucky Yiddish. Flapjacks slap in......Read the rest...

... “belles lettres” It’s a slow drifting off, that moment before you dive into the dark you surface to find a boat surrounded by shining pearls, Styx, a mirror......Read the rest...

...The door rings I look up then back to my eggs and hash browns. The door rings I look up nobody I know, my first time here why should I know anyone! Back to the eggs. Two sunny-side-up,......Read the rest...

... "Symposium" where do you go when you try to dream your place in my life gone now from your quicksand shores once I rolled over placed my mouth again......Read the rest...

...I am not tempted to invite company We have been taken hostage by a pony puppy He chews up everything including mattresses. How can we invite someone who likes dogs here? He will sleep with them......Read the rest...

...‘Round eight o’clock this morning I was sitting in our kitchen, Wondering what the best way was to occupy my day, When, “Wha’d’ya’ want for breakfast, dear,” Connie suddenly asked, Which took me b......Read the rest...

...Though I'm not a professional cook as the title might imply, I can still whip up delectable fare in the blink of an eye. And to an oven or a frying pan I needn't be a slave, As long as I can open ......Read the rest...

...After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. What we got into was some good old fashioned drama down at BeniHana........Read the rest...

...Though I ain't a cordon bleu chef as the title might imply, I can still whip up gourmet fare in the blink of an eye! And to an oven or a fryin' pan I need not be a slave, As long I can open cans a......Read the rest...

...Steam from fresh ground coffee Mixes with smoke from cigarettes. Syrup mixes with butter. Eggs mix with toast. Clinks of forks on plates Mix with clanks of spatulas on the grill. Last minute ba......Read the rest...