Dinner Poems - Poems about Dinner

...If I were in charge of the world I’d cancel homework, Blind refs and umpires, Groundhog day, and also Phones at dinner. If I were in charge of the world There would be a love of reading real......Read More

... I think I’ve gone on nearly every diet know to woman. My journey started after age fourteen. Before then, I was like a fan of “eat all that you can.” Sparse eating days were far and few betwee......Read More

... Mashed potatoes, Mom’s heavenly creation. Such a gourmet creation, was an alpine white. Green beans, like a Christmas decoration. Candles were benevolently, not bright. I c......Read More

...Today, when I woke up, my mum was not there; Today, when I got ready for work, I thought I heard a voice from behind son drink a glass of milk will keep you active in a day, When I turned back......Read More

...Walking over to the wrong parked car Remembering it is Monday A bird squawking over the sweet tweeters An extrovert in a meeting of introverts Putting my own booted feet on my own sofa The e......Read More

...Darkness has pressed up against our lattice windows. Classes start again in the morning. I’m being reabsorbed by college life. I’m a planner. I’ve been going over my syllabuses, repacking my bookbag,......Read More

...Wet Crows huddled in a tree Golf carts in the rain The wind holds its breath sad bagpipes whine a wolf-like predator a trail of Cheerios Owl’s feathers silence amid the noise ......Read More

...Cries fill the night People lost to fright Confusion rules land So many gone , no one can understand They were there then they were gone ,just a bink of an eye Planes start falling from the sky ......Read More

...I’m not much of an ogre he thought As a chipmunk nibbled his twisted toe nail. Nope, I like my fur fluffed and clean And my nails…well, not painted But neatly buffed and filed. Damn! I hate me......Read More

...Just walking all around Not sure where im bound Don't know , I just might even be in the lost and found A hint of silence falls over the land Who is that trying to rule me with with an iron ha......Read More

... Nocturnal hours are shorter than before since the position of our sun, on queue, now lets each day last longer to grant more good time for other things some like to do. Therefore, the pace of......Read More

...To the outdoor world she appears okay Smoke and mirrors played everyday But behind closed doors violence is rife Of a womans brutal down-trodden life. Nothing she says or does is right He's ve......Read More

...The Cat sat glumly on the mat Eyeballing his dinner dish It was high time someone filled it To the brim with his favourite fish Things had been a bit slack Lately his meals had been late Trea......Read More

...or The Stages Set for Grief "What you sow, I reap -- after I fu*k it over." -- a grossly obese Grim Reaper yet of an appetite greedy * * * Close listen to the tick-tock of......Read More

... My dear sweet friends of the Soup Thought I'd let you in on a little secret It's all about life and love and happy stuff But mostly it's about love You know... that stuff you've cra......Read More