Poems About Food Published by Members Recently Online
#food
My Sweet Asparagus
With parmesan cheese
on love's crockery plate
giving meaning to life
with whispers on the side
of Hollandaise sauce,
sweet asparagus
baked at 375 in the oven
for ten minutes
with pepper and salt
served with Sauvignon Blanc
on love's crockery plate
giving meaning to life
with whispers on the side
of Hollandaise sauce,
sweet asparagus
baked at 375 in the oven
for ten minutes
with pepper and salt
served with Sauvignon Blanc
#food
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Salmagundi
There once was a punk who used to treat
his girlfriends to all kinds of meat,
but changed his diet when
he money shot a wren...
with bacon bits substituting skeet:)
his girlfriends to all kinds of meat,
but changed his diet when
he money shot a wren...
with bacon bits substituting skeet:)
#food
182 reads
6 Comments
Now, That's a Tasty Waffle
In a pool of syrup, the fork was finishing up the job, slicing through remains, preparing for those mutiliated parts in the earliest hours of dawn to be eaten. Such a murderous animus object it was...or was it the fork? Either the fork or...
"Oh my God! What are you doing to those poor waffles?!"
A witness had appeared at the crime scene, charging forth the criminal with all force. It was my mother doing her best to...eat away the evidence.
"That's not how you do it! You do it like this!" Like a partner in crime (instead of a real witness who would have...
"Oh my God! What are you doing to those poor waffles?!"
A witness had appeared at the crime scene, charging forth the criminal with all force. It was my mother doing her best to...eat away the evidence.
"That's not how you do it! You do it like this!" Like a partner in crime (instead of a real witness who would have...
#violence
#food
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Now, That's a Tasty Waffle
In a pool of syrup, the fork was finishing up the job, slicing through remains, preparing for those mutiliated parts in the earliest hours of dawn to be eaten. Such a murderous animus object it was...or was it the fork? Either the fork or...
"Oh my God! What are you doing to those poor waffles?!"
A witness had appeared at the crime scene, charging forth the criminal with all force. It was my mother doing her best to...eat away the evidence.
"That's not how you do it! You do it like this!" Like a partner in crime (instead of a real witness who would have...
"Oh my God! What are you doing to those poor waffles?!"
A witness had appeared at the crime scene, charging forth the criminal with all force. It was my mother doing her best to...eat away the evidence.
"That's not how you do it! You do it like this!" Like a partner in crime (instead of a real witness who would have...
#violence
#food
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Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
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2 Comments
Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
157 reads
2 Comments
Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
157 reads
2 Comments
Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
157 reads
2 Comments
Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
157 reads
2 Comments
Floating Through a Dim Corridor
Swing my legs
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
#anger
#food
#unicorns
404 reads
1 Comment
Floating Through a Dim Corridor
Swing my legs
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
#anger
#food
#unicorns
404 reads
1 Comment
Floating Through a Dim Corridor
Swing my legs
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
powerlifting kegs of powder;
double downer
big frown for dinner.
Eating feelings won't make your
egg whites thinner, wetter.
Crisis painting,
pallet 'wack it' splatter;
sink stained jacket
made to flatter.
#anger
#food
#unicorns
404 reads
1 Comment
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