Chomps Poems | Examples

Keep Looking

Early light
on an almost grass-green.

Appaloosa coated cat
chomps on a freshly caught sparrow.

One ruffled wing flies away
upon a brisk wind.

A perfect morning
for watching,
taking note,
for observing yourself
reacting.

Disgust and joy dance
in the same circle of light.
Keep looking...

soon
you may see
a low hanging squirrel
whisking its tail
behind your eyes

as if you were
a lens held to the eye
of a curious sun

or some yet greater
flame of life.

An Apple a Day

An apple a day 
Keeps the doctor away.
With the meal finished
My daughter is still hungry
An hour later, anyway.
Reprimanded by her mother,
Acquiesced by her father,
She chomps away silently,
Juicy brick after juicy brick.
She is never, ever sick.

Basho

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Jan 29,2022 1.56pm

Toms Bad Day

[I really must learn to read the contest’s rules
before writing the damned poem...
What follows is not twelve lines!]


It was a good morning until
My face was shoved under the grill
With only six lives left within me
This charcoaled cat shot up the chimney

I fell from the roof and went splat
A whopping great weight squashed me flat
But that isn't all, there’s a hole in the wall 
That’s roughly the shape of a cat

I’m silent and so I can’t wail
I’ve got a rope tied to my tail
At least that dog wont hear me holler
The other end’s tied to his collar

Out, through the hole in the house
A tyrant the shape of a mouse
He struts right by showing no fear
And chomps on that sleeping dog’s ear

I’m running like mad... on the spot
I think maybe I’ve had me lot
The rope snaps and I make a dash
And crash into mountains of trash

I’m stuck here with bins for my bed 
And a fish skeleton on my head
It was a good morning until
Jerry went in for the kill

She Is a Cereal Killer

She’s a cereal killer
She chomps the Wheaties into bits
She’s a cereal killer
But please let’s not have any fits.

She masticates harder than most
She’s a killer of breads
Does serious damage to cinnamon toast
She’s the one of whom nightmares dread.

She’s a cereal killer
All the way up and down the kitchen
Now that you’ve been warned,
Please stop your annoying b………………….

Cat Caught the Mouse

Cat caught the mouse in my head
no more scurrying around up the walls
for him
I feel him squirm and I hear the crunch
of his head being chewed on
His mousy tail hanging from the cats mouth
I have to lie down
as it chomps away
I quiver with the mouse
and squint my eyes like the cat
its jaw clenched
drooling between chomps

I think I must eat the cat
the cat that ate the mouse
I'm not sure I can
or where to start
but somehow
this is true

Dental Doodad

There once was an old geezer named Bob
who loved to munch on corn on the cob.
But since he wore false teeth
kernels got underneath:
and so he'd turn them down with a sob.


Sitting on the can, he read an ad
touting a brand new fancy doodad: 
So he pulled up his pants
got some dental implants,
and chomps more corn than he ever had.

November Rewards

Around bushes, trees and pathways, race two lively squirrels 
Scurrying speedily up and down playing games of tag together
Spreading its shaggy tail one would sit up tall by taking a halt
Prying off caps, happily chomps on healthy delicious acorns 

With flashy chirps a lively Scrub-Jay pair takes off from an oak branch
Swoops down taking sharp turns performing an animated vocal dance
Flying from branch to branch spreading gorgeous blue and gray wingspan
Supports propagation by harvesting and hiding seeds and acorns

Migrated dark eyed Juncos enhance the beauty with their ground-hops
Taking leaps, flit low in underbrush to relish tasty leaves and grass 
Lunging forward and hopping backward brown towhees tap dance
Pounce on foliage and berries by scratching their feet to feed on

Tosses of nutty, delightful acorns attract large turkey flocks
Roaming around scraping ground for food under leaf litter and lawns
Clucking and pecking they search and stroll the whole backyard
I watch the visitors with grateful heart filled with nature’s mystical calm

Look What You Are Teaching Them

"I saw some road kill on my way over," she said.
She had a horse laugh. "Just a dumb raccoon," she added.
I leapt over the sink and slapped her, hard. 
Leaving my entire hand print on her cheek in pink.
Her prissy stuck-up lady face looked stunned.
She stood up, and ran off without any more incessant yapping.

My husband walked out of his man-cave just in time to
see her running flat out past the picture window, clutching her purse.
"Playing with the new neighbor?" He guessed.
I glared  at him. 
"The woman pushed her way in with a 'yoo hoo', She was not invited."

"She doesn't share your love for animals?" he guessed.
Oscar Opossum pushes open the cupboard doors under the sink, wanders out and chomps noisily from the dog bowl.
Sophie, our most spoiled cocker spaniel growls.
Reggie Raccoon runs over and slaps Sophie.

"Look what you are teaching them!"
My husband says to me, horrified.
"Reggie is a raccoon," I inform him. "She TAUGHT slapping to me!"
I doubt this nosy neighbor will be back,
Which is a perk because I truly and deeply
Like my woodland creatures much more than pushy humans.

American Poker

The Trump Card has been played and it quacks like a duck.
Having been fed the bread held in childish hands,
He chomps the welcoming gesture with a meek beakish pluck,
While pretending to satisfy his nurturers' demands.

From the hands of the gods to the heads of their child,
Who's but a group of unwitting sheep,
There's dealt a trick of black aces wild,
By an imbecile whose power is no longer cheap.

Hail to the victor of presidential vice,
Whence a nation is split between,
Two types of liars who pay a price,
Unknowingly for lazy eyes can't see.

The bets have been cast,
And all but one have now begun to fold,
Alas, perhaps this year is this nation's last,
Unless we think of what the poker face has told.

Sadistic Addictions

An empty cigarette box is smiling at me with sadistic condemnation,
His snarled yellow teeth rattle inside the open box.
"You're out," he announces victoriousely,
"Replace me once more, child." 

The cardboard container commands what I must follow,
To succomb to masochistic tendencies towards vice,
Hollowed out by emptied purchased cases,
I am but a shell filled with predilections for addictions.

My teeth are sweetend by savory treats:
Pills licked and popped liked lollipops
Falling from an unknown neighbor's hand into a child's plastic jack-o-lantern;
An orange fiendish grin of the pumpkin receptacle chomps whatever in it goes.

Mead and ales and emptied alto wines spill from uncorked nozzles,
Whose spitting splash sprays into me like a breath-freshening bottle,
Pocketed and summoned to satisfy the stirring and recurring stench
Arisen from the airs tumbling in the grumbles of an alcoholic's bowels. 

What once was empty must now be filled,
With what now shackles my lack of will. 
I'm cuffed in this sado-masochistic thrill,
An addicted slave craving pours, puffs and pills.

Farewell To My Dog

silence when i open the door
silence when i close it again
no one to make a noisy fuss
no one to welcome me in
no one barks at the mailman
no one brings the little ball
no one chomps the squeaky toy 
but love still comes to memories call

An Ode To Little Debbie

Oh Goddess, Little Debbie,
Queen of all Saturated Fat,
Sometime of Swiss, which is called Roll,
Now of the delightful Court of Nutty Bars,
I respectfully esteem your Zebra Cakes,
I salute your Cosmic Brownies
And I kiss your empty boxes of Oatmeal Crème Pies.

It can’t be, Oh Goddess,
The tasty chomps of your Honey Buns,
Nor that of your delicious and calorie-laden Donut Sticks,
Which causes me now to wear plus sizes.
But since this is your respectful tribute, Oh Goddess,
It seems appropriate to me to proclaim
According to a greedy and overeating custom,
That I complete one roll of your Powdered Donuts.
Your face, Oh Goddess,
Is so adored that I placed a lovely tattoo
On each layer of my 4-layer belly,
Such as a memorial
Or the obsession
Or my adulation.
It is like the cow coming through chocolate-covered grass,
Yet a bit different,
For the grass is not chocolate-covered,
Only carpet and I am the cow.
Loving you, Oh Goddess,
I love all of your consequences;
But I imagine
That even if I did not love you
I would love the sweetness of even your crumbs,
And my fatness, shaped in the honor of all your snacks.

ALL HAIL LITTLE DEBBIE! :-)

Masked Man of Oomswarshcknullphillbelly

little town of Oomswarshcknullphillbelly                                             
here comes the masked man Groggyhelly                                           
this man who wears a filthy mask shaped like telly                              
he is the masked man of Oomswarshcknullphillbelly

he, who chomps on chocolate chips and eats flavored jelly                              
likes to jump on little bulls and rides a super heli                                   
who loves Miss Mikooshaw and hates Gingelly                              
Behold this masked man of Oomswarshcknullphillbelly

No Tell Motel

There's a no tell motel
Just up the road a bit
It cherishes its secrets
Like a horse chomps on its bits

The rooms are small and squallid
With a queen size mattress strewn
Across the age worn carpet
That has stories to exhume

The walls have needed painting
Some twenty years or more
But dingy is as dingy does
The guests don't ask for more

And that wall mounted television
No antenna there for years
But movies still play on demand
They don't star Richard Gere

That old man at the counter
He's leering at some folks
But twenty's buys his silence
For all us respectable folks.

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