Popular Poems About Food
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 12:49pm
14th Mar 2025 12:49pm
You and Me Redux - an Early Poetspeak Poem
We fight, we laugh, we call each other names
We make love, sometimes rougher than usual
We drink, cook food, talk about our day
You and Me
Always
We make love, sometimes rougher than usual
We drink, cook food, talk about our day
You and Me
Always
#food
#love
#lover
#women
#WritingPoetry
138 reads
27 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 12:29pm
15th Mar 2025 12:29pm
Nutrition is Tough from a Vending Machine
You can't see me
I can see you though
Your calling is beyond the realm of reality
We worked the fields together
That night shift almost ate us alive
You would bring fresh fruit and pita bread
While the rest of us were sneaking beers and junk food
There's nothing a Hershey Bar with almonds can't cure
Milk chocolate the worst for wear
Those almonds though saved the night in spades
Nutrition is tough from a vending machine
I stole some of your red seedless grapes a few times
I knew you knew
You never said anything ...
I can see you though
Your calling is beyond the realm of reality
We worked the fields together
That night shift almost ate us alive
You would bring fresh fruit and pita bread
While the rest of us were sneaking beers and junk food
There's nothing a Hershey Bar with almonds can't cure
Milk chocolate the worst for wear
Those almonds though saved the night in spades
Nutrition is tough from a vending machine
I stole some of your red seedless grapes a few times
I knew you knew
You never said anything ...
#food
#gratitude
#job
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
109 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 8:15pm
30th Mar 2025 8:15pm
I'll Eat Her Later!
#dirty
#erotic
#food
#lust
#sex
186 reads
15 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 11:35pm
13th Mar 2025 11:35pm
A Plastic Spoon for Matilda
11:58 AM
I’m getting hungry
The day is already dragging
As you may or may not know from my last write titled "Early Morning Blues"
I open my large cooler
I pull out my jar of crunchy peanut butter and a ziplock bag of raisins and an assortment of nuts
I was looking forward to mixing the two together
But to my dismay, I forgot my spoon
SHIT!
Now I must take a walk to the cafeteria
I entered the cafeteria for the 1st time in over 5 years
Nothing has changed
I noticed immediately the smell of...
I’m getting hungry
The day is already dragging
As you may or may not know from my last write titled "Early Morning Blues"
I open my large cooler
I pull out my jar of crunchy peanut butter and a ziplock bag of raisins and an assortment of nuts
I was looking forward to mixing the two together
But to my dismay, I forgot my spoon
SHIT!
Now I must take a walk to the cafeteria
I entered the cafeteria for the 1st time in over 5 years
Nothing has changed
I noticed immediately the smell of...
#anger
#food
#ignorance
#job
#nonfiction
73 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 11:40pm
18th Mar 2025 11:40pm
Lesbian Cannibal Banquet
#food
#horror
#lust
#orgasm
#sex
85 reads
7 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 1:35pm
30th Mar 2025 1:35pm
Dark Streets on the Edge or the Industrial Zone
Connecting but not locked in
A loner moves inbetween the lines
It takes courage to live outside the box
Comforted though by bits of human engagement
Dylan said it best
"To live outside the law you must be honest"
Somehow those words ring true for this cowboy
Dark streets on the edge of the industrial zone
A lone light leading to the halal cart
Chicken over rice in a whirlwind of scent
Maybe it's the spices and just enough conversation
Or just maybe, it's something else .....
A loner moves inbetween the lines
It takes courage to live outside the box
Comforted though by bits of human engagement
Dylan said it best
"To live outside the law you must be honest"
Somehow those words ring true for this cowboy
Dark streets on the edge of the industrial zone
A lone light leading to the halal cart
Chicken over rice in a whirlwind of scent
Maybe it's the spices and just enough conversation
Or just maybe, it's something else .....
#dialogue
#food
#humankind
#identity
#lyrics
59 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 4:33am
17th Mar 2025 4:33am
Crunchy *uck Harbor
Your ticket to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
is not an expensive plane ticket,
nor a cruise on a 5,000-passenger ship
with banks of intestinal looking water slides
It's not in any particular place in the United States
Or the world for that matter.
A trip to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
can be reached
via a simple stalk of celery.
Bite down
Hear it.
Be there.
is not an expensive plane ticket,
nor a cruise on a 5,000-passenger ship
with banks of intestinal looking water slides
It's not in any particular place in the United States
Or the world for that matter.
A trip to Crunchy Fuck Harbor
can be reached
via a simple stalk of celery.
Bite down
Hear it.
Be there.
#food
#travel
70 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 11:18pm
16th Mar 2025 11:18pm
She loves the taste of scrotum
#dirty
#food
#marriage
#orgasm
#wife
165 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:23pm
Yesterday 8:23pm
Celestial Navigation
Driving aimlessly down Shame Street
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
sipping on my 32-ounce cup of depression, no ice.
suddenly, my too often neglected HP GPS,
speaks in a calm, commanding tone
“Pass Easy Street and at the next intersection,
turn right onto Hope Drive."
Noticing I’m out of gas;
I stop at the OA service station,
on the corner of Hope and Not Good Enough Avenue,
after filling my tank with encouragement,
I choose to continue my journey on Hope.
HP’s voice sounds again.
“Travel 12 miles,
turn right onto the on-ramp...
#addiction
#food
#happiness
#hope
#peace
32 reads
2 Comments
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