Spaghetti
Noodles so saucy
Meatballs on top piled so high
Top with parmesan
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
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Sweet Tooth
Posted: April 23, 2013 in PoetryTags: Almond Joy, Candy, Free verse, Kit Kat, m&ms, Milky Way, Peanut butter cup, Poetry, Skittles, Snickers, Tootsie
Sweet Tooth
Lollipop sweetness
Leaves me so breathless
Midget sweet flavorful roll
Tootsie you pleasure my soul
Kit Kat scrumptious
Skittles fruity sweet
Kisses can’t be beat
Snickers caramel peanut
The Almond Joy coconut
M & M’s a treat
Peanut Butter Cups
Candy I worship
The stars are up Milky Way
Whopper malt balls save the day
Sweet tooths they gossip
Chocolate
White, dark, sweet, bitter.
Ice cream, candy, or brownies.
You stimulate me.
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
Cactus-A Haiku
Posted: April 23, 2013 in PoetryTags: Cacti and Succulents, Cactus, Desert, Gardens, Haiku, Plants, Poetry, United States
Cactus
Short, tall, green, spiny.
High mountains to desert lands.
Highly specialized.
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
The Courting Man
Posted: April 22, 2013 in PoetryTags: dating, Free verse, Haiku, Love, Poetry, Romance
The Courting Man
Today is the time.
To make your heart mine.
For life with me will be grand.
I will take you by the hand.
Walking in springtime.
The flowers we smell.
Your’re a beautiful belle.
My heart longs to kiss your lips.
Sail close to me like a ship.
Together we dwell.
In the house for life.
Little to no strife
Children bouncing to and fro
Like monkeys in the congo.
Will you be my wife?
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
Monday- A Haiku
Posted: April 22, 2013 in PoetryTags: Creative writing, English language, Haiku, Monday, Poetry, Texas, United States
Monday
Week is beginning.
Cars, traffic. Rush off to work.
Repeating cycle.
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
The Girl Who Sang
I met a girl who sang a lot.
Her mouth was like a big ole pot.
When she opened wide,
Her eyes popeyed.
Reminding me of kumquats.
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
Biscuits and Gravy
Posted: April 17, 2013 in PoetryTags: Biscuit, Biscuits & Gravy, Black pepper, Gravy, Haiku, Kosher salt, Poetry, Sausage gravy
My stomach sent a message of hunger to my brain and the first thing I thought about was biscuits and gravy. I don’t have them, nor are they available at the moment, so I decided to write a Haiku and imagine them. I hope you enjoy the Haiku.
Biscuits and Gravy
Black Pepper Gravy.
Hot, Fluffy, Buttery Taste.
So Delicious!
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
Photo borrowed from Google Images
Clock
You remind me of a
Fiddler crab. Short arm, long arm.
Do you pinch my time?
2013 Albert Moyer, Jr.
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