Flavor Poems - Poems about Flavor

Ivory leaf Cathedral Bridal French Chantily lace Guipure Paisley floral Venetian border Embroidered lace Korean style Blush pink Rose pink Magenta Bright blue lace With their own flavor and style...

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watered down soup has lost its flavor ~ the broth is not one to savor it's over peppered and there's too much garlic ~ sometimes vitriolic nothing wrong with a little pinch of salt ~ but don't use words to assault those who post AI should be put in detention ~ maybe suspension don't ladle me a bowl of...

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Sweet and cool concoction frozen as an ice fishing ground pink and blue shades of carnival memories on a waffle cone lingering the sensations of cotton candy at the expense of my taste buds !...

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All of our picnic dates like summer heat became memories; Now with a little bite gluttony turns my stomach; A taste I once loved makes me sick; Starve or should I indulge my cravings? I can’t let turncoat flavor wake a ghost....

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A poetic community has many ingredients Tablespoons of metaphors with Alliteration spice A dash of Haiku makes things nice Pour in some sonnets into a bowl Mix in romance to make it whole Add a sprig of thyme to the rhyme Sprinkle in some free verse to make it sublime Stir in some Limericks...

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Fresh made sushi -rocks! seasoned fries and cheeseburgers morning coffee with cream...

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Bubble gum and kiss worthy chew, exhale, then it just pops now we can taste each other desiring your time and attention let’s see if we can make it last such relentless muscle reflex punch berry scent fills the air dissolving into slight banana to awaken the fading aftertaste yeah I’ll take another hard stick slightly to the left...

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I am blurred lines circling in spirals into the deadly depths of darkness taste of my remorse is flavored with seasoned cream cocktails of regrets I've been caught on a honed knife edge as cobwebs of fading onyx Dreams savor burnt poisoned thirst to let go of every smoke and ash that blinded my senses from seeing the dirt you've fed my soul in the name of bloodlines that never existed as all your recipes I've learnt through the...

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Best Behavior and Fantastic Flavor Horn Haiku had been best behavior we were always His craver our Lord and Savior ...

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("In Memory of Gary Vaughn", 2018, original encaustic) The Flavor of Kool-Aid We all get to choose the flavor of Kool-Aid we drink. And maybe that’s the extent of free will. We each have our world views formed and cemented By these biases, personal and cultural, But even people as close as siblings Who share the same DNA and conditioning Can...

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Despite vanilla's subtle sweet and unique exquisiteness it's encumbered by being considered plain basic and unexciting. It's seen as being neutral, insipid in need of embellishment It's a blank soft white canvas needing to be added to. But in essence, the vanilla bean seed has a sweet, creamy, sweet and slightly floral taste. It has a gentle lovely and subtle aroma. Vanilla...

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first springy cute rose like the odd first light of day the dawn flavor feel...

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The flavor of hip hop is rich with many ingredients that make it oh so special. As you know it is going into it's golden year if people only knew what makes it so special. A touch of Jazz brings out it's smoothness it's divine sound Now we put in a drop of soul to bring it's uniqueness...

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A magical mixture, better than anything ever, "But I think coffee is better." Okay, it's okay. but better than tea, never! There might be water, Or even sweet wine, Crushed beans for coffee, Or an elegant mix of lime Drinking my favorite tea, My favorite time...

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Taboo I can't keep my eyes off Your rosy peach complexion Just hanging in the warm Haitian breeze... So close but firmly shut. Guarded by your spiky skin As if to say wait for you to ripen under the hot August sun. To see you smile with black pearls exposed, To see you smile Open and ready to be plucked... I want you if only...

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