Dough Poems - Poems about Dough

With my computer in hand, out the door I dash.... To other people's doors for cash Picking up to drop off, Then swiftly to the next stop Dashing, Grubhubbing, and Ubering galore, In a sputtering economy, lent-filled pockets I really abhor Rapacious eyes peruse desktops, tablets, and smartphones for eye-catching menus Man's incessant search for comfort and convenience hungrily continues Picking up to...

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Pizza Pizza dough, gluten free Prepared with chopped basil Parmesan cheese, vegan Prosciutto slices Pieces of crisp bacon Parts of baby mushrooms Pizza sauce, Rao’s home made ...

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Phyllo Sweet taste of baclava. Drizzled honey. Crunchy walnuts. Hint of nutmeg. Warmed to delicate crispness. My mouth waters. Eyes light with delight. Nose twitches in anticipation. But……. Here I stand at midnight. My kitchen a doughy mess. Rolling and re-rolling phyllo dough My trials and tribulations on display with cracked and torn doughy pieces spread across the counter. Exhausted, ready to give up. The baklava seems miles away. Time wasted proving I...

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[An Autumn kitchen a crucible of y e a s t and y e a r n i n g] Samantha kneads dough with determined hands, she hears Hank's cry—"Vi vi an"—a phantom yeast in the air Her world f e r m e n t...

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I love the smell of Play Dough I put it on my nose and inhale It is marvelous, as usual I put it on my cheeks, and on my chin I used to eat it But I was younger then I take another smell of it Nothing like it! No other fragrance in the world teases me like this one I really want to...

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A tribute to Poetry Soup's Emilia James I don't like to be namin' names, but check out Emilia James. You'll find your poetic reward in the tale of an ant and his sword. She mixes words into cookie dough until she's got it, well...just so. Then, for her next funny feature, we can enjoy another creature. Her characters made me laugh so hard I almost...

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I am a rock of ages I am that I am In the beginning was the Word As it were the Word was with God, and the Word was God I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me...

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I shall mould thee Saidth the board To be adorned Forever and ever Red pigment Which with Cement looks like Clay I shall mould thee That ye shall stand Forever Throughout eternity Forever and a day Georgia an alkal Fiber mesh The winds and rain Stand to ah-test Wakes and Papahanaumoku Shall recreate the world to bring it to anew Bonus beneath me The name of earth Annada the dieti To have birth Thin stone veneer stone A boarded tyveked...

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I shall mould thee Saidth the board To be adorned Forever and ever Red pigment Which with Cement looks like Clay I shall mould thee That ye shall stand Forever Throughout eternity Forever and a day Georgia an alkal Fiber mesh The winds and rain Stand to ah-test Wakes and Papahanaumoku Shall recreate the world to bring it to anew Bonus beneath me The name of earth Annada the dieti To have birth Thin stone veneer stone A boarded tyveked...

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Blowing up things, unfortunately, Birth’s the printing of endless money. By Gov’ments and world money makers, That overwhelm global undertakers. Yet we cry out that war is unsound, That it spreads grief and guts all around. Yet money printed that’s spent on death, Shamefully gives our markets bad breath. Which helps to inflate our portfolios, And house prices rise when their money flows. Which is...

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The smell of French bread baking, seeps through the kitchen roof and the women wearing aprons of assorted colors and fine knitted hat kneading stiff dough in big pudding pans. They kept moving for oven to oven taking out baked trays and replacing them with new ones. They had a hundred thousand orders to...

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Gotta date with my baby out on the town with my gal wearing the new shoes my honey gave me she's dolled up in diamonds and pearls stepping out with my lady supper and dancing what ah wonderful world go to the rink skate ah little while she's got a fashion she's gotta style we'll skate a bit and dance a while I'll kiss her cheek to make her smile...

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Malo she ah Ego taming man shaming backbiting Lover of known she got soothing curves sexy hips wearing makeup and gloss on her lips sexy lady make it crazy I can't help but indulge myself Le Femme She has flaws it's just because she been able to get all the men she likes course she knows best and what with the rest belittled and criticized she likes the sound...

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A love so hot and tempting as rising dough, like fruit, oft' ripens during spring's brief life. So feed the hunger! Bite the apple. Though some will judge you, let it not cause you strife. “What role does Nature have for a pure virgin?” That,...

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castaway we use words to stay on the surface beneath each word we find the emptiness of the sea, comforting when we reach the Mundus point, at will the blood flows like a waterfall as if has no past and no future, then maybe maybe in a wildly literary language confronted/confused with a word or two: gentlemen, how do you feel about...

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