Poems About Cheese

The only spell that I need
Is “Accio cheese”

I’m in the mooda

For some Gouda

Smoked, sliced, cubed

I’ll have a belly

Like the Buddha

This – this is my current mood

We’re off to see the Wizard
The wonderful Wizard of Oz
Because because because because because
Because he has big mounds of cheese for us

Baa Baa black sheep
Have you any cheese?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags for Stevie
One for my Stevie and one for my Stevie
One for my Stevie who loves all that’s cheesy
Baa Baa black sheep have you any cheese
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags for Stevie

Captain America is great, like really really great
But sometimes I want a hero to show up with a cheesy plate
And say “It’s late – take this plate to the bath –
Here’s a diet coke, go on relax
Don’t worry I’m not staying –
I’m off to do more day saving.”

Whoops! I missed a day in my journey of publishing a poem a day this year. In honor of that missed day and what an absolutely non big deal it is . . . a little Haiku series for today

I forgot a day
A good time to remind us
Nothing serious

Schedules and goal lists
Cheese poems, plans, most is really
Nothing serious

Enjoy a moment
Try one after a mistake
Nothing serious

See how good it feels
To enjoy and not to dwell
Nothing serious

4 tiny green frogs
Shared a tiny brown log
On a cute little pond down the road

The 1st like romance
The 2nd liked to dance
And the 3rd wanted the log all alone

The 4th was a huge jerk
(Made fun of 2nd’s twerk)
The others wished he’d just go home

I hope you’re listening
Here it gets interesting
A tiny green fairy floated on down

Said to each “What’s your wish?”
”Anything that exists!”
I can grant it while I’m here in town

The first frog got a spouse
And he left to find a house
Where they could happily ever after live on

The second asked for wine
Which he sipped, called “divine”
And then danced his way across the small pond

Then the 3rd frog
Wished not to share the log
And the tiny green fairy did her part

Frog 3 got a block of cheese
Ate the whole thing with ease
Then unleashed the most heinous fart

The smell was so great
The 4th fell on his face
Before his wish could get even a start

Now there’s one tiny green frog
On a tiny green log
On a cute little pond down the road

He loves cheese time
He loves me time
He loves having this log on his own

My body

it’s mad at me

but still-

Still –

Still –

I eat the cheese

A guest poem by Brittany Arpke Meng

First of all, String Cheese
You nipped hangry in the bud
You perfect snack you

This poem by Stevie is based on the following 5 words provided by Brandi Pendleton Brown: Mile, Media, Model, Murky, Manic

This poem was written by Stevie based on 5 words given by Brandi – thanks Brandi! Mile, Media, Model, Murky, and Manic

One Monday
I made myself silence social media
And made my way out into the murky,
Mad, magnificent world
With no map

I met a magazine merchant
And bought the one with the most amazing pictures
I marveled at a mural and wondered
About the mind who thought is up
And the hands that made it part of this
Mad, murky, marvelous world

I meandered through a cheese store
Said yes to many samples
I went a mile, then two, then one more
And in the midst of mile three
My mind, mastered that Monday
By a manic sort of panic, it
Melted into the model of contentment