Poems about Food
#food
Eating, indulging and cooking, poems about food deal with our complicated relationship with food. Poems about having too much food, or not having enough. Everything from sensual poetry which uses food as metaphors, to poems about diets and controlling food temptation.
Spooning, Knifing & Forking
My wife only wants me to spoon her when she's hammered
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
#food
#horror
#murder
#ShortStory
#wife
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Flavour Obsessed
#food
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nonsense poem
bought a bunch of grapes
in the market kicked up a bit of a fuss
but were quickly
squashed ..
in the market kicked up a bit of a fuss
but were quickly
squashed ..
#food
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The Bleak Beak (5-7-5)
A
worm
wriggles
free
Vermian
spaghetti
raw
Escaping
bird
beaks
by Jemia
worm
wriggles
free
Vermian
spaghetti
raw
Escaping
bird
beaks
by Jemia
#birds
#food
#nature
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The Fishy Egghead!
All the planets
Must be in allignment
For this rare occurence
That without my conscious awareness
Or pre-planning
Have brought two elements together
Once united
Create an almost Utopean marriage
Of the senses
Especially that of taste!
For i now have in my possession
Eggs (scrambled) , and poached Salmon
Accompanied by toast
When i say poached Salmon
I didn't steal it
Else
It would of been poached, poached Salmon
To accompany my scrambled head!
by Jemia
Must be in allignment
For this rare occurence
That without my conscious awareness
Or pre-planning
Have brought two elements together
Once united
Create an almost Utopean marriage
Of the senses
Especially that of taste!
For i now have in my possession
Eggs (scrambled) , and poached Salmon
Accompanied by toast
When i say poached Salmon
I didn't steal it
Else
It would of been poached, poached Salmon
To accompany my scrambled head!
by Jemia
#food
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
#LifeAsAWriter #satirical
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How many chemicals can you pronounce that are in your foods?
Hey!
Ever read the ingredients in processed foods sold in the US? It's a laundry list of additives that you probably can't spell, let alone pronounce.
Look at that same item that's being sold in Europe, Australia, New Zealand, Japan, or any other Industrialized country on planet Earth. None of those long, complex words are nowhere to be found in their ingredients.
You may ask yourself, but why...
Well the reason is that the food industry has a very strong lobbying presence in the United States. A lot of times those voices are really heard, and they...
Ever read the ingredients in processed foods sold in the US? It's a laundry list of additives that you probably can't spell, let alone pronounce.
Look at that same item that's being sold in Europe, Australia, New Zealand, Japan, or any other Industrialized country on planet Earth. None of those long, complex words are nowhere to be found in their ingredients.
You may ask yourself, but why...
Well the reason is that the food industry has a very strong lobbying presence in the United States. A lot of times those voices are really heard, and they...
#corruption
#food
#greed
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Ease of Autumn
In Hills where the mist meets the gold of the trees
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
#alcohol
#fall
#food
#narrative
#rhyming
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The Road to Pastrami
I don't need a guru
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
#childhood
#food
#nostalgia #passion
#nostalgia #passion
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just shop
he liked foraging for his food, wild mint,
fruits, mushrooms, wild
garlic, the occasional rabbit or sheep, I mean where
does it stop ..
fruits, mushrooms, wild
garlic, the occasional rabbit or sheep, I mean where
does it stop ..
#food
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Ugly Babies Make Wonderful Stories
One day a dog bit the index finger of his master
the dog ran off with a bloody finger,
before the master could catch him
The dog came to a river and went onto a wooden dock
the dog looked down into the water
he saw another dog with a bloody finger and a shadow of a man behind him
the dog had no idea what he was seeing
The master grabbed the dog by the collar,
wrestled with the dog for several minutes
the dog dropped the finger out of his mouth
the master picked up his mangled, chewed up index finger,
and went back home
...
the dog ran off with a bloody finger,
before the master could catch him
The dog came to a river and went onto a wooden dock
the dog looked down into the water
he saw another dog with a bloody finger and a shadow of a man behind him
the dog had no idea what he was seeing
The master grabbed the dog by the collar,
wrestled with the dog for several minutes
the dog dropped the finger out of his mouth
the master picked up his mangled, chewed up index finger,
and went back home
...
#dogs
#fiction
#food
#funny
#respect
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Brother Devil
Delicious Demons
Fry, Bake, Skewer, Spicy Hot
Angels taste awful
Fry, Bake, Skewer, Spicy Hot
Angels taste awful
#angels
#devil
#food #senryu
#food #senryu
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too much tea and toast
sunday lunch is problematical,
I rise late and have a late
breakfast, I don’t want lunch, but then
I’ve always loved a good roast
I rise late and have a late
breakfast, I don’t want lunch, but then
I’ve always loved a good roast
#food
#tea
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