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Best Oatmeal Poems


Oatmeal Sunday Morning
I feigned taking a bite
attempting, of course, to convince her

oatmeal was yummy, "good for her"
necessary               etc.


I made rhymes of moons 
          ...

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Categories: oatmeal, life,
Form:
Oatmeal Cookie Moment Haiku
oatmeal cookies melt
in my mouth along with milk
recalling childhood...

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© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: oatmeal, childhood, food, remember,
Form: Haiku
Oatrageious Oatmeal Cookies
Oatrageious Oatmeal Cookies

Best cookies baking
Magnificently making
Breath away taking.

Greatest, simplest 
Horn Haiku ever written
And cookies bitten.

Ho Ho Jim Horn...

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: oatmeal, humorous,
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Something About Oatmeal
My fortunes drop from my hands with despair.
Pearls that plop on the sand are the rest of me that's left to bare.
Juggling gorillas and dinosaur tea parties swirl in discordant dance,
While my aimless mind presses spring in Hamburg 'gainst a wintry France.

All lives re-awake each...

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Categories: oatmeal, funny, sad
Form: Sonnet
Lemon Tarts and Oatmeal Cookies
Life’s not always peachy keen
                              or cherries in a bowl
Often, just the stems and fuzz
are left...

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Categories: oatmeal, encouraging, humor, humorous, life,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Oatmeal In the Mountains
It was 45 degrees in the mountains this morning…I did a temperature check
but I wouldn’t let that stop me from having my breakfast on the deck.

For a chance to eat outdoors….a little cold weather I wouldn’t let my resolve dent
so I bundled up…grabbed my piping...

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© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: oatmeal, mountains,
Form: Rhyme



Oatmeal
I look to heaven no vision appears
I see no pearly gates, no golden stairs.
Close my eyes a deep breath pulls back the past,
So that I can tell you how heaven smells.

Heaven's kitchen my mother is cooking
(With love and care) cooking her sweet oatmeal.
I've tried many...

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Categories: oatmeal, loss, mother, me, sweet,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member My Oatmeal
My oatmeal is not like yours
Unless you stir in a tablespoon of peanut butter
Add a little chocolate syrup
And three giant spoons full of brown sugar.
Then it is exactly like yours
Except I sneak in more sugar....

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Categories: oatmeal, food,
Form: Free verse
Eat the Oatmeal
Caught in the rain
Lost keys
Man left
Faucet broke
Phone off
Stuck in traffic
Lines long
Got fired
Difficult past
Rent due
Didn't go to church
No reason to smile
Home alone
So, I decided to Eat the Oatmeal

Then, the sun began shining
Found keys
Husband home
Faucet fixed
Call me later
Green light
Next in line
Work today
Future bright
Mortgage paid
Church was awesome
Every reason...

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Categories: oatmeal, change, food, how i
Form: Light Verse
Premium Member Oscar Lee is Offered Oatmeal
Olivia offered oatmeal to her obstinate dragon Oscar Lee.
He stared at her, wondering “is she trying to kill me?”
“Do not want it,” he told her. “it does not look tasty.”
“I put maple syrup on it, she said, very pleasantly.

So oatmeal was imbibed by the dragon...

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Categories: oatmeal, 11th grade, 1st grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member I Like Oatmeal He Eats Veal
I like oatmeal and he eats veal.
Neither of us consume seal or eel.
We both like to keep things real.
Laughter from us is a hearty peel.
His ideas are hard as steel.
Mine are more imaginary and surreal.
I sometimes pray after a hearty kneel.
Thanks that God sent me...

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Categories: oatmeal, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member Hunt for Oatmeal
forage
porridge



11/20/23...

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Categories: oatmeal, word play,
Form: Footle
Premium Member Offering the Egret Oatmeal Mush
The egret was poking along thorough the brush
A bull name of King began to get a giant crush
The last love interest he had was a tiny blue thrush
He offered the egret a bite of his oatmeal mush
She declined politely, as had that blue thrush...

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Categories: oatmeal, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member Soft Oatmeal Cookie
Teacher left a wrapped soft oatmeal cookie on her desk.
I could touch it with my right hand if I wanted to.
I think about opening it up and devouring it.
But it might be her lunch.
I leave it unbothered.
Annoyed she dumps it in the garbage upon her...

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Categories: oatmeal, food,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry