Posts Tagged ‘barbeque’

Valentine’s Day With A White V-Neck: Romantic IMprov Haiku

February 12, 2016

He asked to be her/
Valentine: White t-shirt with/
red barbeque stains.

Barbeque Dessert: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 21, 2014

Dessert after dessert BBQHow good was the pork/
barbeque? I had it for /
dessert post desert.
dessert after pie.


Elvis’s Pulled Pork BarbieQue: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

April 11, 2013

Elvis Tattoo with BarbieQueTell me dear am I/
lonesome tonight? Not with some/
pulled pork barbieque!
She showed her Elvis/
tattoo, then served barboeque./
Thank you very much!

A Foul Meal? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

August 30, 2012

Barbeque wings. Egg /
drop soup. Egg salad sandwich./
Too fowl of a meal?

I Must Be Ill: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

May 19, 2011

I like you this much:/
tonight’s barbeque, concert/
and dance have no draw.

Bad Meat Quatrain: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

July 2, 2010

When pork tastes/
it goes to waste/
and makes me sick.

Bad Pork Ribs Night: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

July 2, 2010

Late night. Bad pork ribs./
Shoulda danced with the one whut/
brung me at Pecos.

A Redhead Asks: Can You Cook? A Romantic IMprov Sonnet

April 11, 2009

My ability to cook depends on which room I’m in.
Four burners? Or a king, queen, or twin?
A twin is like stir fry: quick, steamy and hot;
King or queen like slow basted barbeque, simmering, not

rapidly slammed down,
nor overly steamy;
but tender, warm, comfortable,
tasty and dreamy.

So, in the end,
you have to decide
what type of meal
down your palate will glide!

What enjoyment you’ll feel;
which temperment you’ll reveal.