Best Tastes Poems

Flourished and nourished,
hair locks resembling branches,
I gaze as it dances —
when blowing, he looks glowing.

Twenty years had passed,
but still, I last.
I may have ripened,
but I'm still the same berry, same fruit,
slightly fragmented, a little indented,
not demented.

You got a sample of me when I was at...

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I don't care about turkey,
chicken wins hands down.
No need for any gravy,
it is never dry.
Add baked potatos,
some brussel sprouts too.
Yummy, yum,
yum!

The chicken, a lowly bird
In turkey's shadow
On the day it should be safe
It rests on my plate
Next to Brussels sprouts
and double baked potatoes 
Baptized with
Wine!


For...

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The prompt was "Write a poem which is really a recipe".

This Stew Tastes Funny

I personally like to use the more established dramatic processes, but feel free to use your own version of comedy!

Dramedy (serves the whole family!)

Take the character, drive them headfirst
into a community of...

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If It Tastes Good, Spit It Out

By Elton Camp

Some diets for weight control
Fat-free, sugar-free do extol
Those who wouldn’t be fat
May have to eat a lot of that

Bran cereal that tastes like hay
And there’s even more to say
A muffin that is fat-free
Tastes very bad to me

With...

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The best of beans
makes you tute (tutorial) gas
and fumy gas makes you learn 
that what tastes great going in 
has a smelliest price coming out...

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My taste in music is not a single
But rather many that intermingle
A favorite tune can make me tingle
For I love to hear a familiar jingle

Romantic ballads cause me to swoon
Play an Irish tune, I'll dance like a loon
A bluegrass song ends way too soon
I could...

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I wish to reminisce
Upon the bliss
Of triumph
And the agony
Of tragedy;
Are they not twin and twisted ends
Observed as life occured
In random spurts and trends?

To calculate and gauge his fate
Man did create
The chime of time;
One more illusion born
Inside the mystic mind.
But once accepted
Does become illusion now rejected
And...

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You believe nothing is real
Always looking for power to steal
But you’re looking at truth in the eye
Knowing you deserve to die

It took my whole world to fall
Before I could learn to stand tall
I had to leave my whole life behind
Before I could make you mine

You’ve...

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Watercress soup with garlic
Jersey royals
Samphire with caper butter
lemon mayonnaise
Anchovy fillets
Bitter beer
Cool!...

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Tell me Woody,
Where does the water taste like wine?
And which highway do I take out of here to get there?

Tell me Woody,
Which train do I hop? 
Which car should I hitch? 

Which pair of boots will walk me there all the way
No stopping to tie...

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My tastes are of a peculiar kind,
The type I bet you never can find
In this lost generation of ours
That knows not the preciosity of hours.

My tastes are so amusing and odd,
And some are like those of the great men of old,
Yet some have never been,
And...

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caught beneath a nautilus
rudders spinning, cutting my breath
into bubbles that pop on the surface
i never thought i'd get my wish
when i asked to taste the dead sea

salt and spit and sweat and piss
i'm drowning in all of it
head beneath the waves
staves prickling from each and...

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We all have very different tastes
In books and art and food,
In where we live and what we do
To lift a sagging mood.

The way we dress, our travel plans
And when we sleep and wake,
Our politics, religion
And the purchases we make.

What’s right for me most likely
Wouldn’t work...

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The salmon tasted like the seashore, 
like salty air and gulls crying,
flying overhead on the cold breeze. 

It tasted like relatives coming together
around a picnic table, laughing,
talking as the feast is spread,
as the ocean stretches endlessly right beside us. 

It tasted like lobster, red and...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang until I lay my head to bed\

Oh to Singapore your words poured forth in virtuosity and in voice
‘Twas...

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