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.
Freestyle Poetry
#food
#prison
#orgasm
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Comfort food
Some people will always cover up
their pain with a filled cup
while others still
will eat well past their fill
never knowing the danger they are in
by consuming their sin
neither does impress or make jealous
one who lives life so zealous
rather they are ill equipped
to handle pain not batter dipped
their pain with a filled cup
while others still
will eat well past their fill
never knowing the danger they are in
by consuming their sin
neither does impress or make jealous
one who lives life so zealous
rather they are ill equipped
to handle pain not batter dipped
#food
#funny
#TruthOfLife
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Dinner is Served
What a delicious looking prime rib
it glistens like a gem.
Rubbed down with olive oil
and seasonings, such a tasty blend.
It’s baking in the oven
smelling quite divine.
We’re all staring through the oven window
and it’s looking pretty fine.
Its beauty is so pleasing
such an appetizing treat.
We just can't stop the drooling
let’s all sit down and eat!
it glistens like a gem.
Rubbed down with olive oil
and seasonings, such a tasty blend.
It’s baking in the oven
smelling quite divine.
We’re all staring through the oven window
and it’s looking pretty fine.
Its beauty is so pleasing
such an appetizing treat.
We just can't stop the drooling
let’s all sit down and eat!
#food
#WritingPoetry
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The Twisted Hand of a Child’s Fate
My side ho’ wanted me at her son’s birthday party at Chucky Cheese
Fuck Chuck and his cheese-motherfucka please,
“Understanding has already been established; she knows what’s up
No surprise visits, Dollar Tree gifts so little man is shit out of luck,
“Especially, if her church sanctified mama is going to be there
What would be her mindset if she knew her mama perm-squirt my pubic hair?
“Whenever my side ho’ is passed out drunk-the shit gets fucking insane
But every time I have grandma wide open the boy starts calling her name,
...
Fuck Chuck and his cheese-motherfucka please,
“Understanding has already been established; she knows what’s up
No surprise visits, Dollar Tree gifts so little man is shit out of luck,
“Especially, if her church sanctified mama is going to be there
What would be her mindset if she knew her mama perm-squirt my pubic hair?
“Whenever my side ho’ is passed out drunk-the shit gets fucking insane
But every time I have grandma wide open the boy starts calling her name,
...
#sex
#food
#redemption
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4 Comments
Sweet Delights: A Cookbook for Indulgent Treats: A Cookbook for Indulgent Treats
Out now on Etsy only $9.99 #etsyshop #cookinghacks #cookbook #author
#food
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I Should Have Eaten a Salad
Half a meatless vegie patty
sizzling in the pan
lunch shaped like half a moon
it can't be all that bad.
Brown with a meat-like texture
mm-mm good you'll soon see
smells a little like canned cat food
but better for you
and won't clog your arteries.
sizzling in the pan
lunch shaped like half a moon
it can't be all that bad.
Brown with a meat-like texture
mm-mm good you'll soon see
smells a little like canned cat food
but better for you
and won't clog your arteries.
#food
#WritingPoetry
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For the Love of Rye
The lady that ate too much rye,
oh my, oh my,
how she did love her rye.
Zero grams of fat
and zero cholesterol too.
No butter just plain bread,
oh my, oh my,
if she only knew.
She did so love her rye,
that's all she ever ate.
Oh my, oh my, oh my,
it just might be too late!
But eating all that rye,
no vegetables and no fruits,
nothing else in her diet
just plain dark store-bought rye,
oh why?
I guess it never crossed her mind,
that eating just one thing,
did...
oh my, oh my,
how she did love her rye.
Zero grams of fat
and zero cholesterol too.
No butter just plain bread,
oh my, oh my,
if she only knew.
She did so love her rye,
that's all she ever ate.
Oh my, oh my, oh my,
it just might be too late!
But eating all that rye,
no vegetables and no fruits,
nothing else in her diet
just plain dark store-bought rye,
oh why?
I guess it never crossed her mind,
that eating just one thing,
did...
#food
#fiction
#WritingPoetry
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Morning Senses
This sunrise
Is the best
Morning sighs,
The senses
Come alive
For the life,
A scent wafts
Of coffee
Steamed dreams,
Squirrels romp,
Leap and lunge
Airs above,
Honey taste
Melts in heat
Stirred slowly,
Embracing
Sensory
Discovers.
Is the best
Morning sighs,
The senses
Come alive
For the life,
A scent wafts
Of coffee
Steamed dreams,
Squirrels romp,
Leap and lunge
Airs above,
Honey taste
Melts in heat
Stirred slowly,
Embracing
Sensory
Discovers.
#morning
#coffee
#food
#emotions
#dawn
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5 Comments
Breakfast on the Wall
A pancake and an egg
an image I once took.
Breakfast on the wall
you might want to have a look!
Something for your kitchen
a piece not to be ignored.
The pancake and the egg
restaurant diner home decor.
Brown and white indeed
on a black griddle background.
A picture for your kitchen
breakfast art year-around.
The pancake and the egg
Adobe Stock is where it's found.
an image I once took.
Breakfast on the wall
you might want to have a look!
Something for your kitchen
a piece not to be ignored.
The pancake and the egg
restaurant diner home decor.
Brown and white indeed
on a black griddle background.
A picture for your kitchen
breakfast art year-around.
The pancake and the egg
Adobe Stock is where it's found.
#food
#WritingPoetry
#art
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Wild Woman Blues Rewrite
Wild Woman Blues
Accordion swinging to mariachi
when he serenades her senorita blues
on Cinco de Mayo in his Mr. Cool sunglasses
like a piñata stuffed for fiesta
he sings the Zapotec of smoky Oaxaca
Deep in Chiapas blues
Can you spare a peso brother?
No, but my secondhand cigar smoke
Is free as a wild Yaqui maiden
High on Copper Canyon ganja
When the sun sets like a caballero
Ambling past her to the liquor store
Like a Spanish galleon in the Caribbean
Sailing into a Yucatán
Where plantain is sweet as the...
Accordion swinging to mariachi
when he serenades her senorita blues
on Cinco de Mayo in his Mr. Cool sunglasses
like a piñata stuffed for fiesta
he sings the Zapotec of smoky Oaxaca
Deep in Chiapas blues
Can you spare a peso brother?
No, but my secondhand cigar smoke
Is free as a wild Yaqui maiden
High on Copper Canyon ganja
When the sun sets like a caballero
Ambling past her to the liquor store
Like a Spanish galleon in the Caribbean
Sailing into a Yucatán
Where plantain is sweet as the...
#women
#men
#dreams
#music
#food
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Poor Man's Lobster
Another meal to prep
looking for a new recipe online
chicken wrapped in bacon
hmm, that does sound mighty fine.
Seasoned with brown sugar
smoked paprika and garlic rubbed on top
a sprinkle of salt and pepper
now that will hit the spot.
It pops out of the oven
broiled a little on top
looking a little like lobster
this will definitely not be a flop.
Everyone is now drooling
ready to take that very first bite
when the dog comes running in
our poor man's lobster is out of sight.
looking for a new recipe online
chicken wrapped in bacon
hmm, that does sound mighty fine.
Seasoned with brown sugar
smoked paprika and garlic rubbed on top
a sprinkle of salt and pepper
now that will hit the spot.
It pops out of the oven
broiled a little on top
looking a little like lobster
this will definitely not be a flop.
Everyone is now drooling
ready to take that very first bite
when the dog comes running in
our poor man's lobster is out of sight.
#food
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
78 reads
7 Comments
Feeding from your Rose
#lust
#food
#sexy
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0 Comments
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