Poems About Food Seeking Friendly Advice
#food
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 3:09pm
27th Sep 2024 3:09pm
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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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
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
128 reads
15 Comments
down2dirt
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 4:40am
31st Aug 2024 4:40am
lunch with benefits
#food
208 reads
7 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 12:43pm
21st Aug 2024 12:43pm
Cheesed On! (5-7-5)
I
love
Camembert
It's
delicious
gooeyness
Bagette,
and
red
wine
by Jemia
love
Camembert
It's
delicious
gooeyness
Bagette,
and
red
wine
by Jemia
#food
#happiness
#LifeAsAWriter
68 reads
0 Comments
Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 6:52am
17th Aug 2024 6:52am
Passiflora Edulis (At Your Waist)
Of cocktails sweet,
Which of these, have I imbibed?
That when poured out, leave my tongue inscribed.
Passion fruits, by their taste,
Flowing plentiful, at your waist.
Passiflora edulis, I nurse upon your seed;
A healing balm, to enjoy, atop your own Gilead.
Purple passions pass through you, & also your rind.
I peel away at those layers, to free the nectar confined.
Do I sense, Granadilla, of a much sweeter flavor.
Your deeper cloying, is among those, my memory will long savor.
I've think I've eaten Maracuja, from your Brazil; ...
Which of these, have I imbibed?
That when poured out, leave my tongue inscribed.
Passion fruits, by their taste,
Flowing plentiful, at your waist.
Passiflora edulis, I nurse upon your seed;
A healing balm, to enjoy, atop your own Gilead.
Purple passions pass through you, & also your rind.
I peel away at those layers, to free the nectar confined.
Do I sense, Granadilla, of a much sweeter flavor.
Your deeper cloying, is among those, my memory will long savor.
I've think I've eaten Maracuja, from your Brazil; ...
#admiration
#beauty
#erotic
#food
#sensual
243 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 4:45pm
16th Aug 2024 4:45pm
the meat locker
The Meat Locker
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught
big marlins and red snappers
#alcohol
#coffee
#food #tea
#food #tea
90 reads
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Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
9th Aug 2024 7:02am
9th Aug 2024 7:02am
Grilled Cheese
Pop open that cabinet.
Display the cast iron that I need.
Slip the buttery goodness.
Hear that crackle as aroma fills the air.
Toast up that whole grain symphony and elevate taste buds with some gooey love ❤️.
Flip that concoction to a nice golden texture.
Then savor every wondrous bite of grilled cheese perfection.
Display the cast iron that I need.
Slip the buttery goodness.
Hear that crackle as aroma fills the air.
Toast up that whole grain symphony and elevate taste buds with some gooey love ❤️.
Flip that concoction to a nice golden texture.
Then savor every wondrous bite of grilled cheese perfection.
#food
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
31st Jul 2024 2:36am
31st Jul 2024 2:36am
Fancy That
dark elixir carefully brewed
a ritual when dawn unfold
to smell that and the roses
slowly dying on vases
the fragrance dance in the air
like belly dancers' tantalising gait
caressing the senses deeply
a lick a sip and everything's great
Coffee like dreams taking flight
carefully traversed on the morning light.
a ritual when dawn unfold
to smell that and the roses
slowly dying on vases
the fragrance dance in the air
like belly dancers' tantalising gait
caressing the senses deeply
a lick a sip and everything's great
Coffee like dreams taking flight
carefully traversed on the morning light.
#coffee
#food
167 reads
8 Comments
down2dirt
Poem Published
19th Jul 2024 5:43am
19th Jul 2024 5:43am
south of her borders
Ai Yi Yi Yi
I’m her taco bandito
I like them crunchy
she don’t like them soft
and after siesta
when shes late for work
I stuff her shell
and help her get off
fresh from my cold dip in the pool
up on the ladder picking my lemon tree
I saw my wife and her girlfriends
all of them staring up at me
I said, ladies when I climb down
I’ll make lemonade for us all
they said what we see from down here
your lemons they are much too small
Ai Yi Yi Yi
I’m her taco bandito
I like them crunchy ...
I’m her taco bandito
I like them crunchy
she don’t like them soft
and after siesta
when shes late for work
I stuff her shell
and help her get off
fresh from my cold dip in the pool
up on the ladder picking my lemon tree
I saw my wife and her girlfriends
all of them staring up at me
I said, ladies when I climb down
I’ll make lemonade for us all
they said what we see from down here
your lemons they are much too small
Ai Yi Yi Yi
I’m her taco bandito
I like them crunchy ...
#alcohol
#food
173 reads
9 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
11th Jul 2024 7:13am
My Former Coworker's New Husband has a Mullet
They are the picture of happiness
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
or, I should say, pictures of happiness
all 10,000 of them on Facebook
Back when I used to work with her,
A weighed 270 pounds,
and then had bariatric surgery
and lost half of herself.
It took her ten years
to lose W, the husband she was always complaining about
Their mutual love for cooking
held them together longer than it should have
At the end of every workday, A would call W to discuss dinner.
Often it sounded good
But I never could quite wrap my head around corned beef...
#food
#marriage
#relationships #funny
#relationships #funny
130 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 11:52am
21st Jun 2024 11:52am
A Moth In A Broth
It is said.....
"To many cooks, spoil the broth"
Tis true
I remember once
Putting to many cooks
In a broth
They completed ruined it!
And they tasted awful!
A moth in a broth
Going a little goth
Would possibly taste better
But may give me
Butterflies
In my stomach?
by Jemia
"To many cooks, spoil the broth"
Tis true
I remember once
Putting to many cooks
In a broth
They completed ruined it!
And they tasted awful!
A moth in a broth
Going a little goth
Would possibly taste better
But may give me
Butterflies
In my stomach?
by Jemia
#food
#funny
#surreal
95 reads
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 2:59am
18th Jun 2024 2:59am
No Bun
Once I ate at a Burger King
visiting with my dear sister
We don't see each other that much
Lord only knows how I've missed her
Standing in line and cracking wise
she's older than me but shorter
Neither approached the cash register
until it came time to order
Both of us explain what we want
within the house of the Whopper
Their freaky mascot lives there too
The king that creeps out this pauper
Everything went spectacular
I don't mean to be poking fun
But the wheels came off the wagon
when she asked for hers with...
visiting with my dear sister
We don't see each other that much
Lord only knows how I've missed her
Standing in line and cracking wise
she's older than me but shorter
Neither approached the cash register
until it came time to order
Both of us explain what we want
within the house of the Whopper
Their freaky mascot lives there too
The king that creeps out this pauper
Everything went spectacular
I don't mean to be poking fun
But the wheels came off the wagon
when she asked for hers with...
#food
#funny
#sister
248 reads
4 Comments
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