what is pasta (the staff of life, or the book of linguine)

naming the civil war
depends on which side
of the crust you stand on
what you mean by macaroni
and what is bread
what is bread flour
what is breadth first search
what is pasta made of


we kneel to the one that was boiled
and flies spaghetti monstrous:
the intelligent design
of penne preached in Texas schools
instead of science

where cowboys prayed to cornbread
or biscuits
and now sling chili Cincinnati style
(more northern aggression
like abolition or ACA):

the proof is in the pudding
or spaghetti pie.
you just need to swallow it

At dVerse, we are doing Google search poetry.  Mine came off as flarf, so I went with it.  No meaning, just for smiles 😉

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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43 Responses to what is pasta (the staff of life, or the book of linguine)

  1. Heartafire says:

    marvelous, most entertaining and delightful.

  2. Heartafire says:

    Reblogged this on Heartafire and commented:

  3. Miranda Stone says:

    Excellent poem! I especially love the reference to the Flying Spaghetti Monster. 😉

  4. FINALLY! – my lifelong affliction has a name – pastafarianism

  5. Mary says:

    Well, I DO love Cincinnati style chili! As for pasta, I’ll take it any way it is served. Smiles.

  6. brian miller says:

    cornbread, biscuits and chili…i would def be all about that…i def watch what i swallow…though the flying spaghetti monster is an intriguing argument, you know…smiles

  7. Gabriella says:

    I quite like fresh pasta – altough I am not sure I would “kneel to the one that was boiled” – but had no idea such lines would come up!

  8. aprille says:

    Smiles are what I need right now and I’m glad someone is able to provide them.

  9. claudia says:

    pastafarianism…haha…so fun…i love pasta…

  10. Ha . this was quite a twist… great writing here…. though it made me slightly hungry.

  11. margo roby says:

    Oh, so clever. Pastafarian… chuckle. I loved the whole. Am heading back up to reread. This would be brilliant aloud.

  12. Now I’m wanting some pasta. Saw a comment about Cincinnati Chili. Oh yum. And watch out for those flying spaghetti monsters.

  13. Tony Maude says:

    Another happy, smiling reader here …

  14. nico says:

    This was loads of fun–the pasta and bread theme worked out deliciously!

  15. Grace says:

    Spaghetti monstrous…what fun Susan ~ Smiles ~

  16. Much love to the Flying Spaghetti Monster! Wonderful poem! 🙂

  17. Laurie Kolp says:

    This cracked me up-

    where cowboys prayed to cornbread
    or biscuits
    and now sling chili Cincinnati style

  18. margaret says:

    “where cowboys prayed to cornbread”… don’t know why, but I love that line.

  19. BroadBlogs says:

    No meaning? This means a lot to me:

    the intelligent design
    of penne preached in Texas schools
    instead of science

  20. Susan says:

    Can’t handle the truth when it comes in a sandwich with intelligent design and spaghetti pie made in Texas! This is not a funny poem, but I was cracking up at what y’all served up. Philosophy aside, pasta is my comfort food.

  21. nelle says:

    Ah, but writing and reading are different creatures. What you lay down with no meaning beyond the assemblage can lead another to find inspiration for some tangential thought or idea.

  22. quite inclusive ! You’re genius Susan !

  23. Scary to think that I’ve heard of a number of these – Pastafarianism, the spaghetti monster, and so on. It’s amazing what you can do with such a disparate group of puzzle pieces as the results of a Google search, isn’t it? But a good basis for re-arranging into a poem.

  24. janehewey says:

    well-spun. I enjoy your elements of food. I have heard much of the flying spaghetti monster… that monster has quite a following. the silliness makes me smile.

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