Best Taste Bud Poems
Come with me to Fontanella
where the bastions rise up high.
There the view is overwhelming;
nature’s beauty meets the eye.
Come with me to Fontanella,
the tea garden that’s unique
in the city of Medina.
Taste bud pleasure we will seek.
Come with me to Fontanella
when you’re dying for a cake.
You’ll be spoilt by the selection
of the goodies that they bake.
Come with me to Fontanella,
I go mad on nuts and dates.
You would drool for cassatella.
All we’ll leave is empty plates!
Come with me to Fontanella
Be it sun or be it rain.
An experience to remember;
you’ll return time and again!
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H2o, showers does cause colorful flowers on earth to greatly bloom
It is on the atomic table: this of 2 hydrogen atoms and 1 oxygen
It being the transportation medium for all nutrients needed
Vital for all living cells absorbing their daily organic sustenance
H2o, in fruits juicy gushing gushers are oranges and watermelons
It assist us with our hygienic health and cleanses clothes
There in the sea we can do swimming, snorkeling and surfing
Grapes, of red and white wine fluids facilitate taste bud pleasure
H2o, in a human’s body is about 65%; that is liquid water
Steam vapors are in turbines and in steamboats and ship generators
Rains at cold temps produce unique snowflakes that falls to earth
Rivers and lake reservoirs are fresh water access and storage
H2o, in life, love, living and leisure, all is connected
Recommended is the drinking of it at eight ounces per daily usage
Medicines and milk and mangos all contain this wonderful substance
It is transparent, pure, refreshing, and very much liked and is needed
A dedicated ode to “the gloriously created and greatly used H2O
S imple delight!
T asty, smooth and luxurious
R ipened red berries, bursting with flavor
A lways appetizing, a taste bud teaser
W ild or store-bought, berries fresh, tart!
B eyond dreamy, out of this world
E legant or informal setting, a hit every time
R ich creamy flavor, healthy too!
R eady in seconds can be served any time
I ce cold, is the only way to go
E nticing, nutritious, every body friendly
S econd helping, your choice, can be just fine!
A t the peak of spring into summer
N o doubt perfect in all seasons
D own right unpretentious, very inviting!
C reamy soft, silky, almost sinful
R olling across your tongue
E ach spoon followed by another
A mazing, cool sweet, summer desert
M outh-watering, Strawberries and Cream!
“Christmas is like candy; it slowly melts in your mouth sweetening every taste bud, making you wish it could last forever.” – Richelle E. Goodrich
Xmas means
the time of winter people love.
Traditions there are plenty of,
especially where Christians live.
A time to celebrate and give!
A time to give to all those who
we love so much and strangers too.
Salvation Army rings its bell.
Donations we should give and well!
Xmas means
the time to think of One who lay
one night upon a bed of hay,
Who died in innocence because
His way of saving us it was.
A time to pray; a time to play;
to maybe ride upon a sleigh.
To hear sweet children shout with glee
and decorate a festive tree.
Xmas means
a time that kids look forward to
and all the wrapping parents do.
White Elephant, my favorite game
and Secret Santa – draw a name!
A time for making special treats
to give the neighbors - mostly sweets!
To plan for parties and to send
cards to every special friend.
Xmas means
a time for songs about God’s son
and silly kids’ songs just for fun
like songs of Santa and his reindeer.
Almost all those songs bring good cheer.
A time of great anticipation
for our children’s great elation.
Special shows for all to see
and pretty gifts beneath the tree.
Xmas means
when family can be together
finding ways to enjoy the weather -
like skating, sledding down a hill,
or making snowmen, too a thrill.
The ham, the turkey, all that food.
The Christmas spirit, the best mood.
It’s sad that some alone will cry.
To share the joy we all must try!
April 29, 2023
for Writing Challenge - Words With 'X' - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
The smell is good
Just look at the pud
Gammon, Turkey and Beef
Life’s turned over a new leaf
A few balls of stuffing
They aint made of nuffing
Many calories they carry
It’s the sausages I want to marry
Grease torpedoes and crispy potatoes
We know where all that goes
Straight to the hips
For some taste bud kicks
Oh well
Diet go to hell.
With your spirits well down and the feeling is low.
Here's a few drams of whisky, that gives you a glow.
Try, Johnnie Walker blue, it's a taste bud sensation.
So perfect a blend, for a special occasion.
Or maybe black label, a whisky so smooth.
All your troubles and cares it's magic will soothe.
Green label's sweet flavour, gives a fine floral nose.
Exciting, Inviting, the intensity grows.
And for those getting old, when the weather turns cold.
There's nothing much better, than a wee dram of gold.
Our red labels, for sharing, when mixing with friends.
The choice is those colours for your favourite blends.
George Seal. 6/ 1/ 2015.
I love you the best, but you LIE with your invites
Leisurely you come to entice my taste bud and hijack my brain
Oblivious to the addiction of sugary, fatty, salty foods
Victorious you come out ahead, lucrative to my waist
Eating for pleasure than hunger
French fries crisp and delicious you cannot eat just one
Oh, slathered with gooey cheese & pepperoni with sausage & tomato yummmmmm….
Onions rings, Cheese burgers, Bacon so loaded with what is bad -for -you my undoing
Desirable cravings, makes my heart a beating, swooning for the meltinyourmouth good
6/29/2016
Contest: I love food
Sponsored: Lewis Raynes
Way back then when I was just ten
My brain was purely devil's den
All sorts of studies - made me ill
Opened books were my sleeping pills
Started looking at girls - through pane
Way back then when I was just ten
From the elder sis of my friend
Got first love letter - 'was refrained
Playing football was my passion
Wear bell bottom - was the fashion
Way back then when I was just ten
There was Phantom and no Ben Ten
First fight with peers, first taste of blood
First taste of kiss on my taste bud
I used to live - in a bye lane
Way back then when I was just ten
26.01.16
We are not your average - coffee shop and deli.
Here the atmosphere is happy - and the owners are friendly!
We can start you out with coffee - or something else if you desire.
Our goal is to please you - so are standards are much higher!
We have breakfast items - and yes we have lunch too!
Both are served throughout the day - no reason to be blue.
We're working on new items - to tempt your taste bud.
You don't have to continually settle - on other people's crud!
We have many tasty flavors - so you can mix and match.
Keep your hands on that drink - someone it may try to snatch!
We even have milk shakes - and they bring such delight!
They can turn your day around - and make you feel all right!
We're located on Francis and Lidgerwood - across the street from Double Eagle
Pawn.
So quit procrastinating - don't allow your palate to constantly Yawn!
Take out or delivery - whatever is your pleasure!
It would be a real mistake - to miss out on this fantabulous treasure!!!
Footnote: This quaint little (Old Pals) Espresso and Deli is in Spokane Washington. Current Hours of Operation are: 7:00 AM - 6:00 PM 7 days a week.
Addendum: They have closed the location I wrote about and do not know if they have reopened elsewhere or not. Was sorry to see them go.
Those hateful green eyes. . .
I’ve seen more color in blacks and grays than in your bottomless hell
You call yourself a true friend?
With you, I’ve never been more ignored!
I had once begged for your attention,
But now I dread it
You’ve found the bad in me
And now you present it
I want to call you out till the life returns in those heartless eyes
Till you taste the red blood of thousands you have shed—
Till real tears free you from the glare of your green
We shall mix and match and make new, oh I promise you—
We will make bright yellows together and call it justice
I’ll turn your vanity into desperate prayers
Try your glares—I’ve got nastier snares
What is it in those canny, green eyes
That makes you hate the very air that gives you life?
You inhale kind souls with that glare of ingratitude
Spitting them out with disgusting, aftertaste claims
Oh, you know so well not to take in mine anymore
That bitter Wormwood that’s got your taste, bud—
Well it’s got nothing on me
Tasteful Steak
When I first saw the tasteful steak
I started to tremble and also shake
As in my mouth it had started to melt;
By my each taste bud it could be felt.
Slowly started to slither down inside
After my mouth was really open wide;
Then felt my stomach start to churn
Not worrying about having any heartburn.
Now as I look at my empty, lonely plate
With my steak all gone can hardly wait
For another one which will be like this;
Eating steak to me sure is sheer bliss.
James Thomas Horn
www.poetrysoup.com
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com
Recently, I thought upon the story of Jesus and his disciples having their Last Supper together. I considered the fact that there were few food items with which to part take. Or were there? For example, just to name a few, there was the bread, the water, and the wine; there seems to be no record of any other foods present. Or were there? There were other types of non physical food items present; the kind that does not enter via the mouth. For example, love, tenderness, and compassion were very present. Should I even mention that there was The Presence of The Almighty God wrapped in human flesh and speaking of how much he appreciated having a meal with his disciples?
Moreover, there was also selfishness with a topping of desires to be the greatest. There was a 'power struggle' between his disciples at the divine table of God. There was the 'love of money' saturated with greed; and so obvious to everyone, there was an overflowing of over confidence and down right cockiness.
'Servant hood', although not a very desirable and tasty item, was also a highly present entree. It moves me to tears to think upon the vast menu and entree at God's table. However, I am forced to choose only one entree for this Divine purpose. My taste buds gravitate toward 'the entree of service'. I must confess that this taste bud is not a 'natural one', but one obtained by observing the "Master Server" who said, "I am among you as one who serves". Lk. 22:7
We are programed by nature with a desire to be served. A baby is born with an attitude that does not ask, "May I help you please?" On the contrary, it seems to come with a list of demands like, "I want food, and I want it now!" Nothing is wrong with the baby. It's just the way we are born into this world.
Let me suggest that when we gather as family and friends for dinner this Easter, let there be something on the table more than ham and roast and a host of other delicious foods. let's open our spiritual eyes a little bit wider. I think that we will notice the Christ, not only serving up the 'Bread of Life" and saying, "Let Me Serve You", but He would be inviting us to join him in 'serving one another'.
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sizzling for me
those wonderful red cherries
sweet Sherly Temple
"Greetings To Subway"
A taste bud option determine upon a sub type like tips are a option
What type of bread do you prefer? Nearly all favor wheat or white
Six inches on the other hand a foot long
Equally distributed in halves and as an alternative, anything jampacked equitable to twelve inches
Turkey breast, Ham, beef steak, chicken breast
Meat slurry, concoction, tapioca clean processed foods much the same as crest
Tomatos, Jalapeno peppers, and lettuce
Three checks off the sub checklist
Terrified to cause errors sweating more than a sub loaded with onions
Lite mayonnaise comes into play; only the second day training and the training process is like hair waves
Oil, vinegar, mustard nearly completed the construction
A customer paces in, in three seconds don't lose consciousness to remember to say the introduction
("Greetings To Subway")
Two digit id, four digit password, sub 2, April, Katadra Dawkins, Anthony 'JaeRrah Dawkins I need you
Two five dollar foot long subs, two chocolate cookies, total is eighty four cent and Dwight
A twenty dollar bill is the payment and change is $7.16 cent
Boy what a foot long day
- Loverboi
If it smells good and tastes good, I will be munching
Eating is not about caloric number crunching
My taste bud is the judge and not the dietitian
Water, oil and heat there is no complication
Vegans have turned me into a carnivore
Better run, can’t you hear the canine roar
I dig deep into my fried chicken and t-bone steaks
I make a nutritionist salivate and dieting fake
Sorry dietitian I am lost in your jargon
The directions I look for, is how to get the tin open
The ingredients just look like a periodic table
I am used to recipes and not a chemical symbol
I keep simple it, greens for thin
I make the oil ripple, meat for fit
I can't lose touch with the starch
Some extra protein wont make me a glutton