Steve Tomlin Poet I do not know?

Flavour Till I'M Fat

The flavour sits inside my mouth and onions linger, waiting.
Am I hungry, am I waiting?
What I've eaten tastes amazing.
Eating more repeats the craving.

Salt and fat and sugar bits, a feast of nibbles keep me waiting.
What to do and what to chew? It’s never ending sating.
Is my gut decided yet? How can I stop eating?

Maybe I should drink a lick and make it quick, so feeling fat won't stick.
Eating, eating all day long, will it make me sick?

What to do and what to chew? I'm not hungry, I’m just craving! Flavours waiting!
I can sit and savour this, observing, slowing, pausing time, and writing it in rhyme.

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David William Breidenthal November 9, 2016 at 4:44 PM I truly enjoyed the humor in this poem. It's priceless and grand! ~JWE

Paul Schneiter August 11, 2016 at 9:24 PM This poem is "smack on" in its description of the power of food/eating. What's remarkable, however, is the humor that shows up in virtually every line. It's a delightful read. Thank you for sharing it.

Skat A February 1, 2016 at 6:10 PM Steve,:) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~

Poet Destroyer A January 13, 2016 at 10:58 PM Steve WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@ Steve Tomlin January 14, 2016 at 5:34 AM Thanks Poet Destroyer. That's a killer name. I had a read of some of yours - sex after 40 and laminated love. I really love the flow and pace of your words. Abstract and deep. Beautiful.

Andrea Dietrich January 13, 2016 at 8:14 PM sounds like a metaphor for writing! Cool one! thanks for visiting my poem today and welcome to Soup.

Daniel Turner January 13, 2016 at 3:22 PM Made me smile, good poem.

Lin Lane January 13, 2016 at 6:43 AM What a great first poem to post, Steve! And I do agree that we don't always eat from hunger, but rather just from craving...for me it's sweets. Welcome to this pot of soup, and since you love to eat, you've chosen the right kitchen to blend in with us. I look forward to reading more of your work. Lin Lane January 13, 2016 at 8:09 AM Thank you very much for taking the time to read me as well as for your kind comment ;) Steve Tomlin January 13, 2016 at 8:06 AM Thank you Lin. What a pleasant surprise. I've had a read of some of yours too and I like your mix of styles.

Skat A January 13, 2016 at 6:30 AM Steve,,, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs.. SKAT Steve Tomlin January 13, 2016 at 6:36 AM Thanks SKAT. Lovely to meet you. Wow, I've seen you've written plenty of poetry. I've never thought to join an online forum of heartfelt writers. I think I've missed this for a long time, especially with the influx of mobile text writing that is so common nowadays. It's a pleasure to discover and connect with people who like to capture their experiences with real words. Steve