Kitch Poems - Poems about Kitch

...Love pasta in any way shape or form It's basically all the same stuff Different shapes, sometimes filled Proudly I'm a pasta buff With cheese or meat and tomato sauce Making me drool r......Read the rest...

... Oh, to be in Trinidad when the hot scented currents flow, from East Dry River to Nariva chaconia and silk cotton tree grow. Where reaching palms whisper across island reef and cocon......Read the rest...

...Lost in my searching, I stop in the middle of the forest. The majestic pine trees kiss the skies and dream of eternity. The sounds of the rippling waters give them a glimpse of the non-stopping hal......Read the rest...

...I. [Nude, Descending a Staircase] Up at night for a bite in my kitch-on, Down the stairs came my wife: not a stitch on. Parts that should stand up, sagged; Others once perky, dr......Read the rest...

...Why does the shroud of crisscrossed trees invade this sunless *kitch..erode my soil of light? The lukewarm milk tastes sour where I have laid. Odd Winter rain does damp my winsome sight. Arise th......Read the rest...

...'S-kitch-ical Thoughts' Instead of scraping the N.E.W.S. off the top of what they ‘feed’ us, We must remember to check the kitchen to find out who has ordered the meal! Instead o......Read the rest...

...Love pasta in any way shape or form It's basically all the same stuff Different shapes, sometimes filled Proudly I'm a pasta buff With cheese or meat and tomato sauce Making me drool right n......Read the rest...

...I just got done with the dishes after another family meal they all said I should have a restaurant, where I could slice, dice, and peel, and then I informed them the amount one is paid to toil i......Read the rest...