Food List Poems | Examples
These Food List poems are examples of List poems about Food. These are the best examples of List Food poems written by international poets.
Loaded nacho bake
onions tomatoes chili
all poured into one
Universal high income,
money has become irrelevant.
No justification for anything anymore
no desires
no struggles
no ambition
no faith
no sex
no devotion
no good shoes
no real food
no attraction
no smiles
no raising the bar
no becoming the best version of ourselves
and knowing exactly who we are.
Universal high income.
Money may become irrelevant,
but purpose never will.
Don't pout when I smile
Don't hate when I am away in mile
Don't push when I stand
Don't flush when I taste bland
Don't spurn when I land
Don't burn when I am in your hand
Don't block when I step aside
Don't flock when I abide
Don't dive when I disappear
Don't derive when I am not near
Don't repine when I am not fine
Don't define when I forget to draw the line
Don't run when I walk
Don't pun when I talk
Don't skip when I stay
Don't slip when I go astray
Don't keep when I don't beep
Don't lit when I don't knit
Don't frown when I am a clown
Don't drown when I am not a noun
Don't...
ten things I need if I only get ten choices
and I get stranded on a desert island
1. electricity
2. water
3. food
4. breathable air
5. internet access
6. my phone
7. I-pad
8. TV
9. dog, Buddy
10. dog, Beau
I might have traded number eight for my husband
but then he whined.
I detest whining.
Pennies dropped on the sidewalk
Teens who hate to text, love to talk
A watch that tells time
A beggar who asks for a dime
Stray kittens that jump in your arms
Surgeons who think, ‘First do no harm’
Stay-at-home moms who make their kids’ lunch
Guilt-free calorie-laden desserts to munch
Policemen who smile at old ladies and kids
Glass jars filled with ladybugs and twigs
The horror of reality is tied to money,
the horror of reality you cannot wake-
The horror of reality makes my head spin,
the horror of reality?
I’d just as soon run from-
The horror of reality you can’t make up,
the horror of reality you can’t unsee-
The horror of reality pushes me to indulge
the horror of reality
with shots of imagination-
The horror of reality is quite enough,
the horror of reality is truly unsettling-
The horror of reality rattles your core,
the horror of reality
sticks to you just like comfort food-
The horror of reality is demanding
the horror of reality be destroyed-
the horror of reality
you want to gloss right on over -
The horror of reality
with strong foundation..
false teeth
prosthetic arms and legs
diapers
wigs
grenades
expired passports and licenses
human skull
ribbons
plastic bottles
papers by the ton
glass
Styrofoam that never disintegrates
food scraps
filling up landfills one item at a time
A little bit nutty;
A little bit feisty;
A little bit salty
a little bit extra sometimes;
Just a hint of green
enough to turn their eyes;
Just like a California sunset
as unique as a West coast sky;
A little bit intense,
a little goes a long way:
A little bit of flavor
a little sweet to savor;
Hot days cool intimate nights;
Laid back pistachios kind of love.
CATS AND DOGS DIFFER IN THAT
a. Cats like servants; dogs like rulers
b. Cats bark: Dogs talk
c. Dogs eat plants; Cats eat chickens
d. Dogs are quiet: Cats are loud
CATS AND DOGS LIKE TO
a. Eat
b. Run and play
c. Attack people
d. Provide their own food
CATS AND DOGS ARE
a. Equally happy to see you
b. Require very little training
c. Love to be loved
d. Equally fond of walks
CATS AND DOGS
a. Need people to shelter them
b. Prefer to be left outdoors
c. Do not know how to give love
d. Cannot be trusted
012923PSCtest, The Multiple Choice Poem.
Suzanne Delaney
I come in different shades,
Like the ones in a rainbow cake.
I taste in different shapes,
I was mixed like a milkshake.
I was blended with coconut milk
As soft as silk.
Try me,
You'll never forget me.
Or else
I'll wrap you myself!
We’ve got all the whys and wherefores:
FORBIDDEN FRUIT
HUMBLE PIE
SOUR GRAPES
HIGH JINKS
DEMON RUM
GALL and WORMWOOD
BATHTUB GIN
FOOD for THOUGHT
Tickle her fancy!
Petite and plus sizes available.
For an appointment, call Miss Goody Tooshoos at (504) 933-5280,
Or go to www.denofsin.com
Distinguish first from foremost at
MAGDALENA’S DEN OF SIN!
238 Exchange Alley, NOLA 70116
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Dreadful diet
But I'll deny it
I’m a hypocrite
One banana split
Won’t hurt a bit
But as I go to sit
My jeans seams split
I’m not proud of it
Healthy diet
I will try it
Must grill it
Not fry it
Buy gym kit
I must commit
And not quit
Lose weight… quite a bit
Now my clothes fit
I’m proud of it!
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lavender umbrellas
floral teacups
fancy china plates
muffled conversations
dainty berry scones
crisp white doilies
shy looks
wedge of brie
cucumber sandwiches
tiny titters
chocolate truffles
crisp linen tablecloths
caramel lattes
fragrance of the gods
Paris Cafe
I have
a squirrel-like stash of food
Two cases of paper towels
72 rolls of TP
Read seven books
Cleaned out the bottom drawer
Washed the cat
Run out of band aids
Found a coloring book and some crayons
Colored outside the lines
Refused to watch daytime TV
Contemplated my navel
Removed the lint
Done a push-up
Vacuumed under the couch
Watched the weather 12,368 times
Found a spoon
Started digging the tunnel
John G. Lawless
3/27/2020
I can still smell the scent of pickling spice drifting through the house-
a pickle is just a cucumber, whether it is a cuke, spear, or coin
in a brine of white vinegar, water, spices and pickling salt
and left to ferment for days, weeks, sometimes years
but still remain always cool and so crunchy
forever crispy- no matter the length
delightfully sour, the most is best
low calorie snack for anytime
or addition to a sandwich
and just plain delicious
oh, I crave a pickle
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February 21, 2020
Poetry/List/Grandma's Dill Pickle
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