Best Beets Poems

All, please see, there is no way to make me eat
this taste-ache food, more awful than green peas;
not served cold, not cooked hot, not fresh or old.
Even my Father’s pleas in whispers or loud shouts,
could not make me fake bite it for a napkin spit...

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Used to know a girl
Was obsessed with pickled beets
Her skin was beet red


© Jack Ellison 2014...

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I’m just dead and so sorrowful inside
It feels like no one cares I feel this way
I’m full of dread and God’s merciful humility soaks away my pride
The feels of his absence — I feel today

My brother is nearly dead in the streets
It’s my fault it...

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Must I take those beets in a jar?
What??? Have you no caviar?


Written July 30, 2021
Especially for “Panic At the Food Bank" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann...

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