Best Brunch Poems

A lone gull,
white breasted
pecked and pecked 
at flecks of snow on the ground -
a curious delight this February day,
but what could be found
in nature's freshly...

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I am a foodie, I must confess, I swim a few laps for exercise
Along come the Mollusk, and to my pleasant surprise
I have no restraint...

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The same cross you nail someone else's sin to; will be the same one used to advertise you. 

The day gold became more important than...

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Chocolate Moose Girl

A Sunday brunch one day went me
when she I saw, at table three.
From my mind to forget, never nor maybe.

For on this radiant...

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Thru maritime miles of minions in motion
We hedge our opinions while pledging devotion	
To serving the Captain and sharing our smiles
Through barrels of onions and flea-bearing...

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I awoke to the familiar sound of dishes rattling in Mother’s kitchen and to the thick scent of coffee wafting through the air. I glanced...

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"An X-Mess Carol"

Somewhere standing barefoot
in the sand, she thought with guilty pleasure
“This is the KORO SEA!” and
conjured up a multitude of story scenarios
Buccaneers, Pirates Parlay,...

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When I was a teen, I would munch
My way through the whole Sunday brunch.
I'd destroy that buffet,
Then as we walked away,
I would ask my poor...

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Betty and Johnny, who were seven and eight,
lived close to the zoo, very near the front gate.
 
They visited often, with their mom and their...

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Mushroom soup for breakfast
Carrot soup for lunch
Noodle soup for dinner,
Onion soup for brunch!

Chow mein soup the next day
Broccoli soup – oh Boy
Barley soup – I’m...

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God was so pleased with his six days of creation
The seventh day He declared a day of rest
Bound to have some heavenly
Well-deserved relaxation

As soon as...

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In California where the dream is of sunshine, and ocean beaches
There are those who drape themselves in the freedom of the presses
However they use that...

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As a waiter, most expect not much,
But a crunch of menus and brunch,
Nothing more than a list of lunch,
To serve their turgid bunch.

Anyways,
A customer asked...

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Sienna eats chocolate for brunch,
At dinner and always at lunch,
With three bars a day,
All that I can I say,
She’s put on weight… that is the...

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The dew drops from morning's eve
becomes the brunch beneath our feet
fore no leaf lunches prior
till the cloud amongst them all's a crier. 

Waft in silhouette...

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