Best Foodme Poems
I do love cheese!
Jeez, Louise,
what artistry I see.
A scrumptious luscious fresh confection
waits here just for me.
It’s fine, so fine
and looks divine.
What an awesome feat -
to make dessert that looks almost
too beautiful to eat!
Oh, what a cake!
For heaven’s sake,
it’s like a rainbow pie. . .
You’ve got it quartered up real nice
in different colors. My!
It’s four in one;
son of a gun!
One part blueberry blue.
There’s cherry red, rum-drizzled (yum)
And chocolate flavored too.
It’s first to blue
I say “I do”
and take a hearty bite.
Ooh la la LA! My tongue awakes
to magical delight!
On to red. . .
Am I now dead?
Nirvana, here am I!
Near bliss achieved with baked sweet cheese
and mounds of cherries. . . . (sigh)
The color cream
with rum. . . a dream!
I think I’m in a trance.
This cheesecake is half gone now.
Let me loosen up my pants!
The dark and sweet
is left to eat.
What decadence! What sin!
This double trouble chocolate
has completely done me in.
You say each day
we’ll eat this way?
You’ve put on me a hex. . .
I’ve got to have you for my wife.
Your cheesecake outdoes sex!
For Linda-Marie Bariana's contest: "Dreamy Desserts"
Today I won't care if my hair's a mess
I wont worry that my clothes aren't pressed
I don't give a damn
that I've argued with my man
There's a cheesecake in the fridge
and it absolutely cooing
Its calling out my name
while my tea is gently brewing
Mmm the creaminess is
the symphony of my favourite song
The crumbly biscuit base
will just melt as it touches my tongue
Just the very thought
of me and my favourite pie
takes the stresses of the day
and waves them all bye bye
So don't bother me with triviality
or remind me of the chores
I should be doing
As I snuggle on my comfy chair
and do some cheesecake wooing
and as I take that first bite
to heaven I am sent
Sensational raptures, play their tune
while vanilla hues waft and content
my senses so relaxed
body tingles, the taste so good
I'd have you every day if I could
but then I guess you wouldn't be so special
the treat I look so forward to
My guilty little pleasure
Mmmm just me and you
Form:
this is a poem about idiotic fools who try to take kindness for weakness
i figured you were needy
but all you really wanna do is get your dirty hands greasy
yo,here's a little money to get you through the day
here's a little sandwich i was gonna throw away
what kind of a beast did i create?
you started being at the spots that you saw i love to be
a person turned to pest too quick and easily
and you had a stupid smile when i told you i was broke
it turned into saddened frown and i thought that you would choke
you don't wanna work
you stay drunk on devils wine
well the word of God tells me not to cast my pearls to swine
now you view me like the bad guy
like an evil enemy
but you're your own worst critic
you're just too blind to stop and see
better stop and smell the roses while your diggin in the trash
the world it owes you nothing
so you can stick it in your a..
so when you've got your hand out and i bless another soul
don't get mad and don't feel played out cause you dug yourself a hole
cause i love to be a blessing to those who don't expect it
when you see me eating steak and lobsters just enjoy your meal of s...
I'm cool, refreshing and I'm green
My lizardlike skin keeps my heart unseen
You can cut me in half
Or mix up my guts-
Spread me around, it does'nt matter that much-
Cuz I'm cool, refreshing and green;
And you love me!
I love macaroni salad and macaroni and cheese.
I'm so hungry give me some pretty please.
I love all kinds of pasta but my fav.is angel hair.
When it's time for dinner it's hard for me to share.
Bringing egg noodles to a boil and put chicken in the pot.
To feed my big family you always need a lot.
Grand kids love penne pasta they say it's the best.
When they have it with cheese it gives me a rest.
I make a great lasagna with Italian bread.
At least thats what my family said.
I roll manicotti and stuffed it with chicken.
My whole family said ummm it's finger lick'en.
Teresa Skyles
I wrote this to enter in Linda Marie's contest.
Freezing tongue,
oh my head!
What I wouldn't give
to be back there instead.
Standing on the chair,
watching , waiting, anticipating.
Please pick me, please pick me,
oh wait , there are two.
One for me one for you.
She hands me mine,
Ha-Ha, I'm first!
Licking , tasting,
still in heaven,
even if the order were reversed.
So as I lick this creamy frozen delight,
reality awakens the senses,
Taking me back to the party that night,
licking the cake batter,
So many memories.
I close my eyes
and go back to that place.
Frozen in time,
My mind will never erase...
barren
i pour life into your carcass
three minute companion
join me for an afternoon busied by the flusters of the world
endless noodle sucked through an indifferent orifice
brown abyss
what lies beneath the surface?
floating buoys aptly distract my visual analysis
yellow, orange, green
styrofoam smirk!
allow me to revel in your sweat
for my lack of toil
I can feel it growl and I don't know why
I think its telling me I need to eat
Starvation sets in yet I am not high
Stay in the kitchen cuz i stand the heat
Open the cabinet grab me some food
Throw it on the grill with some bomb season
Saut'e my grub so it has attitude
Im not just hungry I have a reason
When it is finished I'll eat it real quick
But that doesn't stop the feeling i get
I ate it so fast you'd think I'd get sick
I eat all this food but still I stay fit
I eat a whole box of captain crunchies
I guess its because i got the munchies
I don't claim to be an epicure
But there's one pasta dish that's sure
To get me to the table fast.
It's macaroni/beef goulash.
I make it with the small sea shells.
My tongue tastes of the little wells
Of tomato sauce that's found therein,
So tasty that it make me grin.
When I am tired and want to crash
A big bowl of my loved goulash
Will pep me up as it fills my tummy.
I love it because it is so yummy.
For Linda Maries pasta contest.
Warm, dark, and
Soothing.
Your promiscuous
Odor lulls me into
A spell
Of nostalgia and
Excitement.
Your rubust flavor
Fills me with a
Voluptuous
Propensity for something
Spicy, and as your
Contagious titillations
Course
Through my body,
My brain becomes
Enveloped in
An euphoric wonderland.
Apple crisp or apple crumble
They are both desserts
That will make me stumble
Apple turnover or apple pie
They are both foods
That make me feel high
Apple cider or apple juice
They are both drinks
That make me feel loose
Candied apples or apples in caramel
Both are served on sticks
Of which nothing is comparable
You see I like fruits
And how they are served
If you pick all the roots
You’ll get what’s deserved
Some folks buy choc'lit for almost every special event.
I've heard of hubbies buying it for discord to prevent!
But I don't need a motive or any momentous occasion.
I'll savor that ambrosia anytime, with little or no persuasion!
Choc'lit white, light or dark, it really matters not.
Better yet with nuts! Now that really hits the spot!
'Tis the nector of the gods as that rich, pure choc'lit
Oozes over and saturates a delectable banana split!
Should my spouse ever muse, "Whatever shall I bake?"
My reply will always be, "I want a German choc'lit cake!"
And there's no better way my taste buds to seduce,
Than to end a sumptuous meal with a creamy choc'lit mousse!
When on occasion too many rum-filled choc'lits I ate,
It made me somewhat giddy and difficult to navigate!
My feelings you would certainly never, ever ruffle,
Should you deign to offer me a gooey choc'lit truffle!
The return to dust is inevitable - it we cannot postpone,
So I've concocted this epitaph to etch upon my stone:
"Dear Lord, be merciful as my eternal bourne I begin;
Please forgive me, a chocoholic, should it be deemed a sin!"
The Earl of Sandwich created the sandwich, so it is alleged,
So as not to interrupt a gamblin' game in which he'd hedged!
If he'd used his given name, Montague, for that repast instead,
We'd be eatin' "Montagues", not sandwiches, with our bread!
I 'spose it was the genesis of fast foods with its debut.
It's outlasted passing fads such as meat and cheese fondue.
Entrepreneurs since have created every type of combination,
To slap between two slices of bread for our delectation!
As soon as they're weened, kids want betwixt their bread,
Peanut butter and any kind of jelly, liberally spread!
Who can resist a delectable sandwich of cheese and salami,
Or slices of rye, piled high with mustard and pastrami?
Ain't nothin' like a reuben with beef, cheese and sauerkraut,
Between rye with horseradish hot enough to make you shout!
Even those fried egg sandwiches my Mom fixed for school,
I could hardly wait to eat - even they made me drool!
From steaks, chops and mashed pertaters I can refrain,
But I really do need my sandwich fix now and again.
It's makin' me salivate just writin' about all this baloney,
So I think I'll go fix myself a rye, cheese and pepperoni!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Right Reserved)
There’s nothing more refreshing
than a delicious fruit cup
But it reminds me of myself
because all the good things inside are all mixed up.
My feelings for Snickers are not just lust
Can’t resist the CHOCOLATE, can’t resist the NUTS
It really reminds me of my Man
Since I try to get a piece every time I can!!
By Ms. Keshia Murphy
It looks like a beer mug
maybe one from St. Patrick's Day
I keep it in a special spot
so I'll always know where it is.
It loves to go for a spin
in my little microwave
holding a green tea bag
brewing me something healthy.
Sometimes it takes a break
opting for hot chocolate instead
though it really hates this
when I have to scrub it clean.
Coffee isn't so bad to it
taking many a day to build up
enough for me to deep clean it
with more than a gentle rinse.
My mug and I spend many a day
sitting by our computer
working on verses together
it keeping my drinks warm.
SKB