Burnt Sausage – Random Twitter Poem for Jan 29th

twitter poems
29 Jan 2010

Today’s whimsical poem is Burnt Sausage which is a poem about the life of a sausage overcooked. It was inspired by the 13 random words (in blue) provided by the following twitter followers:
@AttilaBS (coruscate), @drdon911 (retrospect), @filigreegirl (endurance), @blusol (sausage), @yellow0211 (peculiar), @stevejclark (celebrate), @HarleyQuinnAA (Ectoenzyme), @hammyhavoc (Circumlocution), @JenaIsle (diazotized), @rembeatz (recruitment), @sinned24 (barnyard), @digitalfilipino (love), @BloggerTalk (humiliated)

Burnt Sausage

Recruitment began in the barnyard
meat ground and seasoned lightly
casing surrounding like an ectoenzyme
poor peculiar diazotized sausage
oil and fat sizzle and coruscate
endurance tested on a frying pan
now left on a plate, uneaten
alone, dejected and humiliated
lengthy circumlocution can describe why
who would celebrate the rubbery edges
or love the burnt flavor if consumed
in retrospect, it was overcooked

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

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The Onion

Misc Poems
08 Dec 2008

The Onion

I cry clear tears if you cut me
You shall cry too in return
My lines run in circles
My rings too numerous

I can be as sweet as an apple
I can be as potent as a brew
I can enhance flavor
or I can steal it from you

So bite into me
Savor my unique taste
carve me to decorate your plate
serve me as rings or bits

My red skin can garnish
My pulp can satiate
On a hamburger I am divine
I am the onion

Poem by Dragon Blogger

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Twitter Random Poem For November 5th

twitter poems
05 Nov 2008

Okay everyone, here is the latest poem from my routine Tweet contests where I have people on twitter aka. Tweeple randomly cast out words for me to include in a poem I craft including those words. I usually run this contest on my lunch break every day on twitter.

Here is today’s Poem all words that were tweeted are highlighted in blue.

The Taste Of A Hamburger

I hope and pray lunch comes early today
My hunger stirs within my gut
A flavor so rich and intense
yet it allegedly causes harm

Can a food be your soulmate?
I find myself wondering
as this craving is not of this world
I bid mahalo to the manufactured creation I was about to enjoy

My tastebuds soar like an eagle through the clouds
as I sink my teeth through the soft white bun
surely my cholesterol could not rise to near infinity
from eating such a dangerous yet tasty morsel

I absconded the place as soon as I ate
shamed that I enjoyed such a sinful pleasure
all of these feelings and all of this guilt
just from partaking in a succulent cheeseburger

-Poem by Dragon Blogger

I would like to thank the following tweeple for helping me with random words today: @RobinJP, @Coyotesqrl, @carlsjr, @nicolebandes, @azredneck, @AZH2O, @Tylermoss, @elliotpappas, @Raillife

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