Epicure Poems - Poems about Epicure

...Amiable and jolly, tireless but fun The unerasable convivial one Appreciative for what you rendered. That is how you are remembered. The fits of laughter that you gave once As we beamed through......

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...Contessa remember you’re an epicure, don’t let him make you feel insecure; I know that they can’t see the pain slapped with all of his words on your face; I know that words CAN and DO hurt you......

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...Thus, we clean up after the tryptophan tornado Slow moving, drugged, sated, slipper wearing zombies Picking at the ruins of fun, feast and folly Wondering why the soon to come fat guy is so jolly ......

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... a girl making pizza dream her toppings make tastebuds scream tomato tossed swirls and cheese in great curls queen of the epicure scene. ......

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...who had a normal name Now that October glides into November, we sleep later till nine, and we do not use the living room heater, sit in the kitchen, watch TV after breakfast. A light morning mea......

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...He ate a caterpillar sandwich Just to prove he could do it He just gritted his teeth and Chewed his way right through it He washed it down with turpentine Which he preferred to any wine Ate a......

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...Yours truly never heard, seen, no lies particularly when alone facing my (pushing up daisies) demise, without pretense nor guise, he honestly decries smelled, tasted, nor touched, any size, a......

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...I long for the faces of those that I love the laughter the hugs of beautiful kids Victorian teacups, & lacey white gloves an epicure diner, beneath bubbling lids I hope for a feast with a g......

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...How can the possible death of the planet not be a concern to Conservatives claiming that they’re conservationists, party of Lincoln (who died in pursuit of the freedom of slaves) now claims racis......

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...as if Monet had planted water lilies in Babylon hanging gardens at the heart of a canvas of joy hiding despair at Speaker’s corner in Hyde Park debating journey......

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...A plate of hunger unsavoury to taste My belly groans,worms meander in haste once upon a dream packed with love and care a meal I wish Unfair a reality of a belly inflated not with a dish Too muc......

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...The Adjective Cellar Nestling smugly twixt pepper and salt The adjective cellar begins its assault When carelessly picked by some epicure Who sadly considers himself connoisseur Once the poo......

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...Victory at the Hippodrome They were hiding their stalls out of sight near the race course at Olympia No signs but everyone knew where they were under cover of dubious propriety On track for ......

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...If a grill you approach or you roast or you bake Or you boil or you poach, you have made a mistake. If you steam or flambe or you stew or saute, I suggest when you're cooking you chose the wrong w......

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...Of hubris, overweening pride, (a thing the gods can not abide) and all the hassle it may bring: of this, and blowfish, do I sing. The former, we will meet anon (it merits being mused upon......

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