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Baked In Poems

Baked In Poems - Below are popular examples of all types of baked in poetry to share and read. This list of poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, famous, and modern examples for baked in.

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Premium Member Here comes Santa-Dave
Here comes Santa-Dave, here comes Santa-Dave
Decorating our front door
Poinsettias dressed in garland yards
Red and green galore
White lights shining through holly clusters
A sprinkling of Yuletide luster
Our front porch, a holiday card!

Here comes Santa-Dave, here comes Santa-Dave
Putting up the tree
Silver tinsel draped...Read More
Categories: baked in, appreciation, celebration, for him, holiday,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Disarray


I’m just a poem in disarray
some words tossed on the page
A jumbled mess of things to say
that never act their age

Like stanzas baked in carrot stew
all mixed and mingled in
Nice woven thoughts on skies of blue
each evening that begin

Or lines...Read More
Categories: baked in, fun,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Royal Divorce
Was the maid really in the garden... 
And did a blackbird really peck her nose 
Or was she in the kings counting house... 
Taking off her clothes 

And do you really think the queen... 
Would be eating bread and honey...Read More
Categories: baked in, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Riddle Me a Riddle
How my face looks when I’ve done something wrong;
Fingers when I have played too much cello.
Ow! scalded shoulders baked in sun too long;
Zingers by Hostess and cherry jello.

Now with white and blue, patriotic song;
Singers’ roses but not Texas yellow.
Why favor...Read More
Categories: baked in, color, music, red,
Form: Ottava rima
So You Think You're going to Shoot Me
So You Think You're Going to Shoot Me?

I got news for you goyim, ?You've been shooting at me for 900 years
?From arrows to bullets to canon and you still haven't hit me.
?Because I am no Other than you.
How can I...Read More
Categories: baked in, bereavement, holocaust, jewish, literature,
Form: Blank verse

Premium Member Im Never Blue With Blueberries
Oh how I love blueberries!
Those tiny round baubles of blue, energize my very being.

Soft, sweet pebble blues, floating in my yogurt 
make my tongue dance and palate sing; of all fruits, they are my favorite.

Blueberries raw or baked in a...Read More
Categories: baked in, appreciation, blue, emotions, food, fruit, poetry,
Form: Free verse
cold are the hands
dark are the eyes
through which we see
hard is the heart
that inside beats
only the lonely
know of the deeds
cold are the hands 
that outward reach

follow the progress
that gets in the way
swallow the innocence
in what we say
two-sided knife
baked in the cake
savor the flavor
of...Read More
Categories: baked in, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Our Daily Bread
Racism. Trying to prove ones skin tone or ethnicity is superior to another’s. 

Why we let a such word control society is beyond the human brain. 
Why it is unfathomable to process we are all made of the same thing;...Read More
Categories: baked in, old, racism,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Cooperative Resourcing
I was a highly competitive,
and chronically frustrated,
public and private sector grant writer
before I turned to this prose-poetry research format,
inspired by reading Buckminster Fuller's universal Left Hemisphere
synergetic with, and never dissonant against,
his Right Hemisphere's unitarian-holistic flow
wave-linear cooperative wealth
of reiterating polypathic communication...Read More
Categories: baked in, culture, games, health, integrity, money, power, psychological,
Form: Political Verse
Premium Member A Bit Cheesy
As I do wish to appease...Mr. G.K. 
There are some things about cheese...that I would like to say 
Served anywhere...on a plate or a tray 
Held by tooth picks...yes, that is okay 

It's delicious to eat...although, sometimes smelly 
But it...Read More
Categories: baked in, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Color Me Azurite
In a world with billions,
Of colors bright and bold;
Color me azurite;
Malachite and lapis
Veined with golden pyrite;
Yes I am azurite.

I’m baked in the ground
Until I am found;
And I’m chipped away
From my mother’s womb;
Cut and set in gold.

Now color me
Expensive please;
These days...Read More
Categories: baked in, appreciation, art, beauty, color, earth, environment, nature,
Form: Diminished Hexaverse

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing dog” curse survivors of amputation...Read More
Categories: baked in, absence, anger, freedom, history,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Opal
The opals fire; 
it burns so bright; 
a gem to light our way.  
Baked in Earth’s oven, 
this spectre bright; 
will never burn your skin; 
it’s simply light-play.
...Read More
Categories: baked in, appreciation, environment, imagery, nature,
Form: Prose
Premium Member My Five Senses

In bygone days, when I was but a lad of six, I can vividly recall the smell of fresh homemade biscuits baked in a wood burning stove.  As we all gathered around the breakfast table, we all...Read More
Categories: baked in, childhood, joy, love, remember,
Form: Free verse
Smells Like Government

Rancid lemon rope squeeze
around a rotten tomato neck tie,
crooked odor bow hanging out of place 
Acid reflux raisin tax bleed;
dripping spoiled, milquetoast lies
out a sour-twisted, prune puckered face

Tart tongue 
sulfur speak disorderly,
dirty saliva fingers in the propaganda pie
Such a bowel...Read More
Categories: baked in, corruption, satire, truth, word play,
Form: Burlesque
Cupid Clinkers and Blinkers
Love in its majesty and spendour
Visits hearts kind and unkind
Waxing her odour and ardour
To help the love-lost to find

Little spaces, loving faces
Enamoured enough
To rise from surfaces
Where disappointment tough and rough

Lampoons discomfiture
Inflicted in the name
Of a culture whose stricture
Makes the lost...Read More
Categories: baked in, poems,
Form: Free verse
The Lizard Man
It spread its grizzly legs on the whitewashed wall
Firmly baked in the early summer heat 
Spitting perspiration dripping from the white crisps ceiling
While I cling onto a sensational feelings
Night has casted shadows upon night
With images twisting around the bend
Reaching out...Read More
Categories: baked in, business, character, community, dedication, international, leadership, strength,
Form: Narrative
I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy pie
Take me to the Catfish Fry
Lead me to the China Sea
Feed me hermit crabs and...Read More
Categories: baked in, animal, fish, fishing, food, funny, sea, word
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The History of a Wasted Mind
“The History of a Wasted Mind”


What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got down with the dirt
The History of a Wasted Child
The History of a Wasted Mind

Some think...Read More
Categories: baked in, abuse, child abuse, war,
Form: Free verse

Thought there was a funny burning smell?
Four and twenty cherries baked in a fruit pie.
When the pie was opened it was found to be a lie.
There were 4 and 20 blackbirds, made yell! 

...Read More
Categories: baked in, humor,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Who Is Killing Nigeria
Has your grandma told you how 
she queued to collect a cup of rice
at the campaign ground?
Has your father narrated to you how he was paid to steal the ballot papers? 
Has you been told how your mother shot a...Read More
Categories: baked in, abuse, africa, art,
Form: Blank verse
Turnip Pie
Turnip Pie, why did I purchase you and try to lie?
Never once have you said  "Goodbye", now you sit here in this pan to cry.

I ate you once, but not again, now I sit here to scribe 'bout you...Read More
Categories: baked in, cute, food, funny, poetry, rap, song,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Villanelle: Too late too few the tears she sheds on cradle
Villanelle: Too late too few the tears she sheds on cradle

Too late too few the tears she sheds on cradle
Bosom-fed mouths sing no tame lullabies
Innocence raped in the womb heeds no fable

Each child on its own must its life enable
Who...Read More
Categories: baked in, birth, desire, innocence, sick, women,
Form: Villanelle
The Simple Life of a Drifting Wood
What am I to you 
But a piece of drifting wood,
Lifeless and devoid of any direction

For while it is , 
it has always been of me
And as it flows i am dragged
 along with it

What is peace to me?
Having no objections
Or...Read More
Categories: baked in, introspection, lonely, moving on, prejudice,
Form: Free verse
Twisting Nusery Ryhmes
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Can anyone tell me 
How he got there at all.

A tisket a tasket
My brown and yellow basket
I took a paper to write a letter
But there was no pen in my casket

Four  and Twenty black...Read More
Categories: baked in, humor,
Form: Rhyme