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Appetizer Poems - Poems about Appetizer


Premium Member Emo Appetizer
Ill burn you, To the ground. Let the vapors gasp in empty airs around you, And suck into themselves until nothing is left to drip across these acres of empty soil. I'll tear you from the very skin aching for leave from the sinew drenched upon your bones. Frequencies of follicles, a fallacy facade. Faking. F'd you into the floor. Foment you...

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Categories: appetizer, absence, angst, art, care,
Form: Free verse
An Appetizer
The food was chased by a bent tine fork Along the surface of a smooth glass plate, Eventually was skewered with brute force torque. A similar force confronted an unyielding cork But for this event, on this mechanical date, The food was chased by the bent tine fork. A stab of grace presented the French basted pork And lingered face front like...

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Categories: appetizer, food,
Form: Villanelle



Appetizer
Flavored content in the white mug Is my morning motorable drug...

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Categories: appetizer, art, city, fantasy, food,
Form: Crystalline
Premium Member Deviled Eggs
Boiled eggs with the centers mashed; To yolk-dust add salt, Mustard, mayo, minced pickle Fill whites with mix and Top with olive crowns; Spice-sprinkle… Joy....

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Categories: appetizer, appreciation, celebration, drink, family,
Form: Epulaeryu
Fall Is Just An Appetizer
Have you ever known a skier’s mind when the leaves turn yellow and red? As frost forms before the drive to work and the lawnmower is put to bed? When all you feel is a bracing chill, and southwards all the large birds have fled? The first taste of what is lying in wait will start a snowstorm within our minds. While leafers...

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Categories: appetizer, appreciation, autumn, how i
Form: Rhyme



Would You Like An Appetizer
Voices swarming from a room High pitched and with synchronicity they loom Constantly overwhelmed, I sit here and stew Thank god for this hoppy brew Stepping outside I beg for peace White smoke rises as I inhale and release Waving goodbye is the sun Behind the mountain top she runs Everyone here grab a spoon Revealed my punchline will be here soon The episode is...

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Categories: appetizer,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things