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Best Clotted Cream Poems

Below are the all-time best Clotted Cream poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of clotted cream poems written by PoetrySoup members


Premium Member Unicorn's Gala
Invitations to the Gala
issued by a grave impala
were highly sought out missives 
by the bold and the submissive 
Those omitted uttered curses
shook angry fists or...

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Categories: clotted cream, fantasy, imagination, red,
Form: Imagism



I Want My Dinner
Dripping doorsteps or bubble and squeak
I ate so much I couldn't speak
Apple pie and clotted cream 
Used to make my taste buds scream.

Home made parkin...

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Categories: clotted cream, memory, mum,
Form: Verse
Fragrant Food
A smell like lunches cooked by Gran -
oh, boy, my mouth will water still -
the veggies boiling in the pan
and roasted beef - I'd eat...

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© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: clotted cream, nostalgia,
Form: Quintain (English)
The Midnight Train
Feeling like a lost soul I sit, as the train rocks me to and fro 
the woman next to me is jovial and pleasant, with...

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Categories: clotted cream, analogy, romance,
Form: Couplet
Sweet Little Marigold

She was a dairymaid, oh so sweet;
many a year ago.
Her figure was trim, her hair was neat,
with ringlets tied up in a bow.
And many a...

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Categories: clotted cream, beauty, devotion, song-
Form: Lyric



Premium Member From a Ruby Garland For George and Nora - My Parents -
Europe was frozen in a tide of hate
The genius Jew was being persecuted
Bound to the intransigence of fate
His violin played the tunes they executed
Now it...

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Categories: clotted cream, visionary, wedding, wind, ,
Form: Rhyme Royal
Epic Limerick
There once was a girl named Sabine
The cutest one I’d ever seen
She had curly hair
And a teddy named Bear
And her bedroom was perfectly clean.

Sabine had...

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Categories: clotted cream, bird, cat, children, family,
Form: Limerick
The Dairymaid
Her lovely smile, you should be told,
is like a pint, that’s topped with gold.
Tight curls surround the comely face,
just like a golden carapace.

Her many lovers,...

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Categories: clotted cream, adventure,
Form: Verse
A Winter Wombats Tale
One time wombat shudders. It was very cold today and a kilt, cape, and long length knitted cloak just was not providing sufficient heat. Must...

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Categories: clotted cream, adventure,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Christmas Dinner
onions
garlic
fine white win

butternut
squash
quince and mince

leek
scallops
clotted cream

turkey stuffed
pastry puffed
chives give hives

people gaseous
pissed 
nauseous

happy holidays to all...

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Categories: clotted cream, christmas, funny,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 50 Words For Poe: Strangelove
"50 Words for Poe: Strangelove"


Strangelove was waiting  
in Holdnerness
He was anticipating 
with a certain glee 
The “Arrival” of 
Ms Bon Vivant, her sharpness
and sharing...

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Categories: clotted cream, adventure, freedom, fun,
Form: Free verse
Rosie's Tea Room
After dropping off friends at the airport today,
We decided to stop for lunch on the way.
Just as Yeroskipou came into sight,
Rosie's Tea Room sounded just...

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Categories: clotted cream, appreciation, food, thank you,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member 50 Words For Poe: Seagulls
"50 Words for Poe: Seagulls"


He was an Albatross
She taught him Seagulls 
Another language

LAX was nothing on 
Heathrow, decision made

She had decided to catch 
a flight...

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Categories: clotted cream, adventure, mystery, romance,
Form: Free verse
The Herder
The Herder

Words are racing by as a yacht making blue water white.
Should I now think in nautical terms, say, a bad seascape
painting of crested waves,...

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Categories: clotted cream, history
Form: Prose Poetry
He Should Not See Death
old enoch goggleyed and goatbearded
strolling with a jealous god
under a silksilver sun
beneath a stonewashed cotton sky
stopped
sighed
tugged at his rusty sackcloth toga
trailed a barebrown
caloused big toe...

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© Dort James  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: clotted cream, faith,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things