Best Palate Poems
Her Bland PalateEchoes bouncing off the walls
Falling on none at all
Whispers that grew screaming loud
Not heard or understood(ever)
Frustrated and hoarse
I left them behind
Saying
Nothing
Painting in broadest stokes I knew
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Categories:
palate, love, passionmusic, life, music,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Casus Belli Conquers Accursed Submucous Cleft Palateafter pros and cons discussed
with six grade speech pathologist, she weighed
in favor, to launch stealth offensive
spring time surprise raid,
which faux analogous military show of force,
no picnic nor hit parade though...
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Categories:
palate, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Fall Magenta PalateThe sun has sunk
the moon was nearing
lumber smoke tarpaulin
vermillion shine
touch our hearts
shades of strain exhaust the space
as the aroma of harvest time
rejuvenate your hentai
I could feel the freshness under my feet
a fantastic breeze blows over us
my heart is shaking
while leaping through a leaf pile
all...
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Categories:
palate, analogy, appreciation, autumn, beauty,
Form:
Free verse
Palate Versus Palattehard palate
soft palate
taste taste taste
spit spit spit
which do you like the best?
I like the kind you put paint on...
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Categories:
palate, art,
Form:
Light Verse
Palate LustThree cheese and spinach stuffed shells
Tomatoes all diced
Sliced Portobello’s on top
Parsley and basil
Oregano and sauce
True palate
Lust…
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Categories:
palate, appreciation, food, how i
Form:
Epulaeryu
Palate Cleanser
It was the chicken piccata—
zested to confession,
plated like a bribe—
they'd barely had a taste.
Your favorite patron
pulled a face,
asked who cooked it,
then quietly slid the plate
into the trash.
God, you’d have howled,
ugly-laughed into your wine,
called it an injustice of capers,
made a chart demonstrating
the salt-to-spite...
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Categories:
palate, extended metaphor, food,
Form:
Free verse
PalatePalate of my art
A blank page
So dark
The velvet blackness
Of naught
Caught my frustrations
So fraught
With turbid
Thought
To free oneself
Of constructed
Tort
To feel
My self
My pen
My thoughts
Express it
With self-colour
An Echo
To bounce
Upon
This page...
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Categories:
palate, poetry, poets,
Form:
Free verse
Exquisite Palate"not worth a snuffle",
says spoiled rotten palate,
"unless it's truffle"
March 10, 2022...
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Categories:
palate, humorous,
Form:
Haiku