Long Poems About Food
#food
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 8:23pm
9th Jul 2024 8:23pm
You say WELCOME, I say enter
Everyone out there is so friendly
Large, long wooden signs near the front door that say WELCOME
Ok!
Don't have to tell me twice
During my breaks and lunch, I go for walks in and around my neighborhood
Many people aren't home
Here in NY most people lock their doors, have doorbell camera systems and some even have surveillance all around their property
What a pity
Instead of getting myself in trouble by breaking & entering
I find that the people with those WELCOME signs and have their front door open are the ones that are my kind of...
Large, long wooden signs near the front door that say WELCOME
Ok!
Don't have to tell me twice
During my breaks and lunch, I go for walks in and around my neighborhood
Many people aren't home
Here in NY most people lock their doors, have doorbell camera systems and some even have surveillance all around their property
What a pity
Instead of getting myself in trouble by breaking & entering
I find that the people with those WELCOME signs and have their front door open are the ones that are my kind of...
#food
#MentalHealth
#murder
#violence
#women
82 reads
13 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 11:14am
6th Jul 2024 11:14am
Find Her A Man
#dirty
#food
#marriage
#orgasm
#wife
129 reads
5 Comments
DampKitten
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 5:44am
17th Jun 2024 5:44am
Not Quite Breakfast at Tiffany's
There’s a Tiger named Tony with his frosted corn flakes
who sits in my kitchen and yells that they’re GRRRREAT!
My ears are still ringing when a green leprechaun
jumps up on the table without a stitch on.
“I’m magically delicious!” He’s waving his arms.
“I want to get Lucky. Have a taste of my Charms!”
Cap’N Crunch pulls his sword and gives it a swing.
The leprechaun panics. “He’s cut off my thing!”
There’s a bird by my window with a colorful beak
“That midget’s a Froot Loop and the captain’s a freak,”
he says as he...
who sits in my kitchen and yells that they’re GRRRREAT!
My ears are still ringing when a green leprechaun
jumps up on the table without a stitch on.
“I’m magically delicious!” He’s waving his arms.
“I want to get Lucky. Have a taste of my Charms!”
Cap’N Crunch pulls his sword and gives it a swing.
The leprechaun panics. “He’s cut off my thing!”
There’s a bird by my window with a colorful beak
“That midget’s a Froot Loop and the captain’s a freak,”
he says as he...
#food
#funny
#parody
268 reads
22 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
11th Jun 2024 8:46pm
11th Jun 2024 8:46pm
Snap, Crackle, Kill
When I was little boy back in the mid 1980's
Cereal was my go to for most of my breakfasts
My mother would only buy the "healthy" cereals
Stuff like Wheaties, Chex, Kelloggs Raisin Bran, Cheerios and Rice Krispies
YUCK!
My younger brother & I were never allowed to have Cookie Crisp, Lucky Charms, Fruit Loops, Count Chocula and many many others
No cereals with marbits
That's the dehydrated marshmallow's that have a texture of Styrofoam
We would beg & plead with her, but to no avail
When we would go over to our friends...
Cereal was my go to for most of my breakfasts
My mother would only buy the "healthy" cereals
Stuff like Wheaties, Chex, Kelloggs Raisin Bran, Cheerios and Rice Krispies
YUCK!
My younger brother & I were never allowed to have Cookie Crisp, Lucky Charms, Fruit Loops, Count Chocula and many many others
No cereals with marbits
That's the dehydrated marshmallow's that have a texture of Styrofoam
We would beg & plead with her, but to no avail
When we would go over to our friends...
#food
#MentalHealth
#mother
#nostalgia
#violence
105 reads
9 Comments
PoemStranger
Poem Published
27th Apr 2024 8:20pm
27th Apr 2024 8:20pm
The World’s Worst Restaurant Names
#alcohol
#food
53 reads
2 Comments
tomyaccusers
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 1:21pm
19th Apr 2024 1:21pm
Boo hoo Gossips
"Under the False Oaths (Scotland) Act 1933, making a false statement under oath in judicial proceedings, including providing false evidence in court, is a criminal offence. This act seeks to ensure the veracity of information presented in court and upholds the sanctity of the legal process. Those found guilty of perjury may face imprisonment for up to five years.
Wasting Police Time
The Criminal Law (Consolidation) (Scotland) Act 1995 criminalizes knowingly making false reports that lead to a wasteful employment of the police. This offence aims to prevent the diversion of...
Wasting Police Time
The Criminal Law (Consolidation) (Scotland) Act 1995 criminalizes knowingly making false reports that lead to a wasteful employment of the police. This offence aims to prevent the diversion of...
#food
68 reads
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 10:47am
15th Apr 2024 10:47am
A fork, a knife and a spoon
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...
#wife
#murder
#food
#ShortStory
#horror
132 reads
14 Comments
Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 5:25pm
2nd Apr 2024 5:25pm
Sea Breeze Cafe
In the tourist town of 10B, in the sea breeze cafe, I popped in for a bacon bap and a nice hot latte.
A short dumpy gremlin, whose name was Jolene, was being rude to the customers, tho she was quite pretty.
But only on the face, her greasy hair was tied back in a bun, I'm sure she just like being a b*tch and did it all for fun.
She should work at Karen's cafe, then she would be good at her job, instead of flobbing into people's cups of tea and acting like a yob.
With a screw face on and her arms folded up, she chucked the menu to the customers like...
A short dumpy gremlin, whose name was Jolene, was being rude to the customers, tho she was quite pretty.
But only on the face, her greasy hair was tied back in a bun, I'm sure she just like being a b*tch and did it all for fun.
She should work at Karen's cafe, then she would be good at her job, instead of flobbing into people's cups of tea and acting like a yob.
With a screw face on and her arms folded up, she chucked the menu to the customers like...
#birds
#beach
#holiday
#food
#travel
132 reads
0 Comments
Fallen_Angel_194
Angel.
Angel.
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 3:29am
2nd Apr 2024 3:29am
Purge
There was an innate sort of control, that came with slipping my fingers down my throat,
Because at that moment, when the world went still and quiet, I had never felt more alive.
And maybe I was damned, from the moment I traded dinners for crushed ice and koolaid packets, or when I began to weigh myself every morning when I woke up, and every night when I went to bed, but god; could I have cared any less than in that small, moment of blissful silence.
I am older now, and eating tastes like chewed up fingernails and sugar free crystal light, But I am not doing it anymore;...
Because at that moment, when the world went still and quiet, I had never felt more alive.
And maybe I was damned, from the moment I traded dinners for crushed ice and koolaid packets, or when I began to weigh myself every morning when I woke up, and every night when I went to bed, but god; could I have cared any less than in that small, moment of blissful silence.
I am older now, and eating tastes like chewed up fingernails and sugar free crystal light, But I am not doing it anymore;...
#food
#EatingDisorder
142 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
Chocolate Bunnies
To me Easter is very similar to Thanksgiving. Lots of amazing food, desserts and family who I enjoy to be around. I am NOT a religious person at all. My immediate family aren't either. Just like Xmas, there is no true celebration in the deep meaning of what these holidays are about. It's more of a food orgy and welcoming family I don't see to often.
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
#family
#Easter
#food
#memories
#nostalgia
112 reads
8 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 5:25am
22nd Mar 2024 5:25am
Clout's True Pull
I, I am nothing but a thing
Can you tell me how to get something out of nothing
Cause here I stand nothing but a thing
Created of nothing, existing for nothing
I oozed from the womb
Psych darkened and bent, force into my tomb
The world didn't want me so I demanded more room
Prenatal care ensured my mind set and doom
He needs this formula, cereal, and vaccinated shot
Collect his DNA before leaving the hospital and chip the bloodclaat
To ensure he's docile there's atrazine for food in the pot
Field run off into ponds and...
Can you tell me how to get something out of nothing
Cause here I stand nothing but a thing
Created of nothing, existing for nothing
I oozed from the womb
Psych darkened and bent, force into my tomb
The world didn't want me so I demanded more room
Prenatal care ensured my mind set and doom
He needs this formula, cereal, and vaccinated shot
Collect his DNA before leaving the hospital and chip the bloodclaat
To ensure he's docile there's atrazine for food in the pot
Field run off into ponds and...
#drugs
#food
#HumanRights #inequality
#HumanRights #inequality
362 reads
20 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 6:47am
7th Mar 2024 6:47am
and rachael for her children cry
Mankind must put an end to war, or war will put an end
to man…”― John F. Kennedy
the fiercely barking hand grenades
and other weapons wars have made
are never idle in the hands
of those who set out to invade
the sanctity of sovereign lands.
the military muscle might
of killers who paint red the night
flex in the face of helpless souls
who yield to blood their last...
to man…”― John F. Kennedy
the fiercely barking hand grenades
and other weapons wars have made
are never idle in the hands
of those who set out to invade
the sanctity of sovereign lands.
the military muscle might
of killers who paint red the night
flex in the face of helpless souls
who yield to blood their last...
#hate
#children
#conflict
#war
#food
67 reads
0 Comments
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