Best Onion Poems

Out shopping met an old friend from school
he turns to me serious looking
what are you at these days 
Well says I
working for a China man
picking up crumbs 
for disabled birds
Those with broken wings
who are unable to fly smiling
to warmer sunnier climates

Whoa he sounded shocked
he said...

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Oh, pungent onion, large, sweet and fried

in golden rings, diced, sauteed for 

casseroles or grilled with meats;

tossed raw into my greens!

I love you so, that
 
when I slice your

skin, I’m the

one that

weeps!...

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Meaning, ever bending, never ending-ly open to changing it's mind and opinions,
by moving around words and pulling and pushing in different directions,
until everything changes, rearranges pages in history
just for the mystery to begin again
with new songs, new players and these layers and layers
of summits and...

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Onion tears I heard mother say
As she used her apron to wipe them away
But she was in the process of kneading bread
I knew those tears were genuine instead
She never wanted us to see her cry
Alas, her tender heart would often sigh
Tears cleanse the soul of...

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The puppet pranced
The strings frayed
A jackass brayed
As poppin’ hoppys
Sat and rose
In ballet dance
Of well browned nose
Applause and “clapture”
of Stockholm rapture
A mocking strut
Of failing stature

Overseers jaundiced eyes
Pundits seeking pulitz prize
Dissect the metaphoric frog
Wash it down with pints of grog
Amidst the spin of liars din
They shout pick...

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Layers of an onion I gave to you
Like a circle, unbroken
Like the brightness of the moon
The warmth of the sun
I am your constant

At the heart of the onion
Is my heart - I give to you
More than an onion (a circle)
Wrapped in thin brown paper
I am...

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My favorite dining place in town is a place called La Baguette.
'Tis a quaint French café and I haven't found its equal yet.
They serve the most scrumptious French onion soup west of Gay Paree,
And it is slurped by discriminating snobs as well as we bourgeoisie!

They...

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Got me a burger with raw onion piled high
A super-sized soda and a sack of french fries
Stomach starts to chirp
So let out a burp
An odor starts to linger like I was bout to die...

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There is a truth in you my friend
both heady and unique
that makes my sense of smell
take flight, 
and drives my curiosity.

I carve away voraciously,
cut deep and cut again
til glossy bulb is
ringed layers
of dazzling luminosity.

Sweet orbed bands, 
I plate them out, 
in artful presentation 
gleaming rings...

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>I once had an onion
And he was very bad
Kept kicking all the apples
Made them very mad
He once stole a monkey
Then sold it to a stoat
He borrowed someone's hamster
And threw it in a moat
Climbing up a ladder
One day in sunny June
He found a baby rattlesnake
Singing a...

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PETUNIA  IN  AN  ONION  PATCH


You’re always talking incessantly about  beauty
Or  whinging about life’s sadness and duty!
Just cant stand  you people called poets   
I’d sooner listen to my horse chomping oats
And your so-called rhyme schemes are a...

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In prepping for a funeral 
The family gathered in the hall
They sat there all mourning
Even though it was nightfall

He had eaten lots of vegetables
Yet, he passed on in his suite
Must have still had too much sugar 
And not enough heart beets

A farmer by trade, he...

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wild onion savory, as she breaks up 
lumps in the brown, cold, soil
tall and fleshy with bladed leaves 
spiked up toward the sky and flowers 
of pink or white or yellow. Her delicacy
is raw and you don’t have to care for 
her since her harsh...

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once it so happened
potato was going to wed
with a lady's finger
invited band and singer

sweet potato came early
he was excited madly
then came the brinjal green
wrapped in the cloth with sheen

chief guests were cauliflowers
who came to blessed the lovers
party was orgainsed by ground
then came tomato red and...

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You thought I was all raw, naked and vulnerable,
when you tore me apart,
like a child eagerly tearing up a gift wrapper
on a Christmas present.
I'm not a gift that you can sink your hands in,
and take every bit of me!
I'm an onion....yes, an eternal onion! Forever...

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