Braise Poems - Poems about Braise

...Food glorious food Asia generic guy gastronomy (and how gourmet foods eat destructively clearly beyond any) excess enthusiasm, the necessity to feed and clothe this lean mean exercising machine gu......Read the rest...

...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......Read the rest...

...Yours truly would never be confused for a gourmand, nevertheless I could enjoy experiencing taste testing select food samples if offered an opportunity of attending a fancy feast viz smörgåsbord, whe......Read the rest...

...Mister Tom Turkey says gobble gobble Mrs. Tom Turkey’s head goes wobble wobble Zig-zaging through yards of grass they meet Hen teaching her younglings 'bout how to eat Tom gathers, his tuft ......Read the rest...

...Dream-worker delves deeply into my dream; vibrations fondle anticipation foreplay wakes wide-eyed swells of liquid libido quake the rendezvous edge - a primordial being in his prime a mascu......Read the rest...

...When new generations come They bring changes fresh and new Turning tables, setting straight Many things that were askew See their potency, their power Watch how they uproot beliefs They won’t s......Read the rest...

...A heaven's guardian angel dose plays The silk golden lyre's beauty and repose. Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways. It echoes pastorale music with praise; Docile strings tenderly, ......Read the rest...

...Acta Non Verba... Speaks Volumes The above ad hoc Latin catchphrase, (concatenated with two English words), I regale chance reader immediately sets ablaze title of poem with timeless adage, a......Read the rest...

...Allow me a bare canvas And arm me with ample time I’ll awake my dormant craftiness Brush strokes in perfect lines No longer, am I a novice My world is rich in color But I want more time to n......Read the rest...

...Anthem for a Veggie Never gonna roast no chicken Never gonna braise no steak Never gonna grill no lamb chop Eating meat, I’ll not partake. Never gonna fry no sausage Never gonna boil no ham......Read the rest...

...I need to see these places To know that they exist Breathe them in and taste For my soul, to be kissed Bare feet on foundation The fairytales are built Perceive the vibration Clothed in the......Read the rest...

...First and foremost on the agenda, would be to locate an affordable, casual and favorable eatery tubby agreeable to our taste indubitable choice without (any formal dress code), nor further hast......Read the rest...

... The Craft One must die to be reborn From witch's rite the soul is torn Baptized in the flames of death Then live again from magic breath A witch's soul has seen beyond And I ha......Read the rest...

...Dawn awakens, lets yawn red searing sigh, summer steams sweltering sweating sunlight. Street's hot bed of coals smolders in July, temperatures torch with tropical smite. Haze humid stir-frying ......Read the rest...

...Influenced by "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight" and "The Rape of the Lock," my goal is to write this completely in iambic meter with (mostly?) rhyming couplets. (Though the intro's meter varies, ......Read the rest...