Least Read Poems About Food
#food
DaisyGrace
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:39am
Yesterday 2:39am
Girl Dinner
The freezer blasts her face as she surveys her meager options –
a handful of frozen French fries, the bag more ice and crumbs than fries;
a five-dollar pizza she bought last month that she doesn’t even like;
a pint of Ben and Jerry’s finest American Treat: Half Baked;
half a bag of broccoli, some carrots, and some peas.
Her pantry holds some cereal (she’s sure she has some milk),
some peanut butter granola bars, and a can of beans.
The fridge holds milk (she knew she was right) and half a dozen eggs,
a can of sprite, a bottle of wine, and pickled...
a handful of frozen French fries, the bag more ice and crumbs than fries;
a five-dollar pizza she bought last month that she doesn’t even like;
a pint of Ben and Jerry’s finest American Treat: Half Baked;
half a bag of broccoli, some carrots, and some peas.
Her pantry holds some cereal (she’s sure she has some milk),
some peanut butter granola bars, and a can of beans.
The fridge holds milk (she knew she was right) and half a dozen eggs,
a can of sprite, a bottle of wine, and pickled...
#food
9 reads
1 Comment
hackerstacker
Poem Published
15th Nov 2018 3:10pm
15th Nov 2018 3:10pm
outrageous
my slow cooker
#food
17 reads
2 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Jan 2019 3:51am
29th Jan 2019 3:51am
Humpie
I.
a frond a fan a tanline
aroused the pale to gold
to particles to crumble and now
the underside's age of pecks
orders a sweet bird
baked into the crust
to emerge as a merge to rehearsal
on a capping meadow
perking the flowers of hell
humans cobble as a wire act
on the wire, hearses hearing
the deaf deadened by a practice
of pinching the crust
know the birds are pied
senseless simulations
it is possible to pronounce
II.
the lines of a frond pie
the...
a frond a fan a tanline
aroused the pale to gold
to particles to crumble and now
the underside's age of pecks
orders a sweet bird
baked into the crust
to emerge as a merge to rehearsal
on a capping meadow
perking the flowers of hell
humans cobble as a wire act
on the wire, hearses hearing
the deaf deadened by a practice
of pinching the crust
know the birds are pied
senseless simulations
it is possible to pronounce
II.
the lines of a frond pie
the...
#food
#PowerOfWords
18 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 8:33pm
28th Sep 2020 8:33pm
Slices
They sit all jumbled
in my pallid ceramic bowl
no longer whole
these nice sliced apples
Not yet succumbing
not yet brown
after being put down
on the white vinyl table
But if they were somehow
reassembled
recombined
I might be able to paint
Some classic scene
dappled in green
a still life
in one full of strife
Inspiring epic thoughts
of Paris and his prize
Eve and her demise
perfect and unbruised
in my pallid ceramic bowl
no longer whole
these nice sliced apples
Not yet succumbing
not yet brown
after being put down
on the white vinyl table
But if they were somehow
reassembled
recombined
I might be able to paint
Some classic scene
dappled in green
a still life
in one full of strife
Inspiring epic thoughts
of Paris and his prize
Eve and her demise
perfect and unbruised
#food
#confessional
19 reads
6 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
8th Sep 2020 7:29am
8th Sep 2020 7:29am
Rind
The shiny device is poised
but also ready
pressed ever so hard
against the skin
As the oil sprays
dousing me
in a citric scent
like a moist marmalade mist
While the waxy orange thread
now curls
each ribbons swirls
coiling in on itself
Falling to the counter
to be counted
not in the least
but included in the feast
Leaving a stinging tear
in my eye
a proud culinary cry
full of zest for the best
but also ready
pressed ever so hard
against the skin
As the oil sprays
dousing me
in a citric scent
like a moist marmalade mist
While the waxy orange thread
now curls
each ribbons swirls
coiling in on itself
Falling to the counter
to be counted
not in the least
but included in the feast
Leaving a stinging tear
in my eye
a proud culinary cry
full of zest for the best
#food
#confessional
22 reads
16 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
29th Sep 2020 6:15pm
29th Sep 2020 6:15pm
Bunch
They cling together
like words in the same
sentence
the same stanza
Sporting their own
shade of regality
with a grey dusting
like faint fingerprints
Each one sweet
as a plump syllable
a bit size orb
with a Dionysian latency
As they so recline
dangling on the vine
in the cool morning sun
of a new Napa day
Having so much to say
but knowing better
to save it for a letter
or some luscious rhyme
like words in the same
sentence
the same stanza
Sporting their own
shade of regality
with a grey dusting
like faint fingerprints
Each one sweet
as a plump syllable
a bit size orb
with a Dionysian latency
As they so recline
dangling on the vine
in the cool morning sun
of a new Napa day
Having so much to say
but knowing better
to save it for a letter
or some luscious rhyme
#nature
#food
22 reads
9 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
18th Aug 2020 10:19pm
18th Aug 2020 10:19pm
Peachy
I love the way they hang
from the branch
before the sweet avalanche
of succulent tang
Just a little bit of fuzz
tickling the bee buzz
so easily washed off
but never ever to scoff
Biting in so deep
juicy nectar does seep
into my mouth
all over everything
More than a metaphor
less than a simile
always delighting me
in its totally peachy way
Taking each luscious bite
sizing it just right
to fill my watering mouth
this treasure of the south
from the branch
before the sweet avalanche
of succulent tang
Just a little bit of fuzz
tickling the bee buzz
so easily washed off
but never ever to scoff
Biting in so deep
juicy nectar does seep
into my mouth
all over everything
More than a metaphor
less than a simile
always delighting me
in its totally peachy way
Taking each luscious bite
sizing it just right
to fill my watering mouth
this treasure of the south
#food
23 reads
15 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
26th Jun 2021 12:53pm
26th Jun 2021 12:53pm
[Of The Nice Spices]
Of the nice spices
ginger is a fickle root
loves to change her taste
ginger is a fickle root
loves to change her taste
#nature
#food
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
23 reads
7 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
11th Feb 2019 5:50am
11th Feb 2019 5:50am
Mason Jar
I’m alright with this.
I’m alright with saying
I can’t.
Help me- open this
jar of jam.
Peaches today?
Yes, I’m quite
alright, just a bit
flushed. Oh,
yes, please-
open a window. Part
the curtains,
unlatch deftly, click, lift.
More fingers,
push up. Ah, yes,
thank you, I can
feel my neck cool
into a lemon rind.
The breeze has
added to your fingers.
Please,
continue- the jar,
I’ll go after
the butter, but let me
watch you
feel the grooves, ...
I’m alright with saying
I can’t.
Help me- open this
jar of jam.
Peaches today?
Yes, I’m quite
alright, just a bit
flushed. Oh,
yes, please-
open a window. Part
the curtains,
unlatch deftly, click, lift.
More fingers,
push up. Ah, yes,
thank you, I can
feel my neck cool
into a lemon rind.
The breeze has
added to your fingers.
Please,
continue- the jar,
I’ll go after
the butter, but let me
watch you
feel the grooves, ...
#food
#sensual
#sex
25 reads
18 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 2:00pm
1st Apr 2025 2:00pm
Bear, Bare Truths
Just
like
Paddington
I
love
toast,
and
marmalade!
Fur
free
derriere?
by Jemia
like
Paddington
I
love
toast,
and
marmalade!
Fur
free
derriere?
by Jemia
#food
#funny
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
39 reads
0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 8:51pm
12th Apr 2025 8:51pm
Jangkro
(Patois)
Nahsi niegah call mi peel ed jangkro,
But mi noh kier wa dem seh bout mi.
Mi noh like picheery caw dem gi tumuch troble.
Dem fiesi bud deh noh like mi needa.
Ebry time dem si mi, dem pick mi inna mi ed.
Mi affi fly high fi get weh fran dem.
Mi jus a glaid wiay up inna di sky peaceful.
Di breeze feel gud ahnda mi wing dem.
Ebryting pan di grong luk soh likke bit.
Bad mine peeple a fite gyence wan aneddda.
Mi noh bizniz wid wah gwaan dung deh.
Mi jus wah fine a pisa rattn meat fi nyam.
Nahsi niegah call mi peel ed jangkro,
But mi noh kier wa dem seh bout mi.
Mi noh like picheery caw dem gi tumuch troble.
Dem fiesi bud deh noh like mi needa.
Ebry time dem si mi, dem pick mi inna mi ed.
Mi affi fly high fi get weh fran dem.
Mi jus a glaid wiay up inna di sky peaceful.
Di breeze feel gud ahnda mi wing dem.
Ebryting pan di grong luk soh likke bit.
Bad mine peeple a fite gyence wan aneddda.
Mi noh bizniz wid wah gwaan dung deh.
Mi jus wah fine a pisa rattn meat fi nyam.
#birds
#food
#humankind
#sky
#wind
44 reads
3 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 8:18pm
4th Apr 2025 8:18pm
Lemon Meringue
You say lemon meringue
I say cheesecake
Either way
I know all of us indulge in those little temptations
The way we ourselves enjoy those moments
When the taste hits our tongues
The senses awaken
The mind folds its arms in disapproval
Knowing we broke the rules
We slid back to square one
Once I have a slice
I don’t count the calories
I start calculating
How many miles do I have to run to burn this?
What pace do I have to maintain?
But in the meantime
As I take another bite
I can hear myself hum ...
I say cheesecake
Either way
I know all of us indulge in those little temptations
The way we ourselves enjoy those moments
When the taste hits our tongues
The senses awaken
The mind folds its arms in disapproval
Knowing we broke the rules
We slid back to square one
Once I have a slice
I don’t count the calories
I start calculating
How many miles do I have to run to burn this?
What pace do I have to maintain?
But in the meantime
As I take another bite
I can hear myself hum ...
#food
#funny
50 reads
3 Comments
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