Mealtimes Poems - Poems about Mealtimes

...Siblant esses slyly sneaking doubling your portion size turning singular to plural as you order beer and pies so don't become at every meal fat, like a snake that ate a wagon wheel......

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...Always later than I'd like, richness in their cells when ripe Backberry with Apple pie delight, once to taste is not my style I've also found them there, at times and whiles, and tasted also before......

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...Can't get to sleep Wake up too late Afternoon snooze Mealtimes confused Yet when I get up early All day I'm surly Overeat, stuff my face I'm in a bad place... Wh......

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...It’s magic at mealtimes the way she transforms; the back legs defy all the physical norms. She springs into action with vertical leaps; there must be some kangaroo in there down deep. She bounc......

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...Memories dance across our minds Day to day memories surround Stand and look at scenery that astounds Jolting us into times gone by. Family, closely followed by places you visit Always with ......

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...I don’t know about you but I think it right That kids should eat at the table, most every night. Sit down with mum, sit down with dad For these are the best memories you’ll ever have. There wil......

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...for Grace Haven 1908 - 1998 Bits are all I have of Grandma now; a table, a plate, a tall brown pitcher that held buttermilk for more than one generation's mealtimes; a vase, a paint......

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...2. START OF SCHOOL The very first traumatic time for me, was when I started school To be away from both my parents, and endure the teacher’s rule In school when you’re a newbie, those early days......

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...She is a lifeline in the blue-black of days Curled on my lap, her sausage form rolls All over the bed ... without guilt, without care; Weenie girl Snickers likes to frolic In dim of night ......

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...Stand awed with spirit, soul, and body--- pause. Physical, chemical, and biological laws obey God's commands, the trees with applause. The Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost bear record in he......

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...Placed strategically close to suburban hedgerows, elderly backyard mavens nourish generations of groundhogs. Daily the grass is seeded with 'Puffcorn Delites,' bought wholesale from Costco......

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...In the year 2319, we can only imagine how and what life will be, Will there still be families, or just a pooled incensed, breeding sea, Of writhing, intoxicated humans, clocking in for their lunch ......

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...A queue for the loo? is it nine minutes past two? A windmill dashing to the sea. Ice cold waters in a monticule drip. Laced with the prevalent winds and sands. But sands are not sanding down a landi......

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...You don’t even look back, as I stand here in the rain, I can see your shoulders shake as you walk towards the train, In-my-mind I see your mother, your walk, your hair the same, But it’s you this......

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...Will He Ever Sleep. I sleep in William Thompson’s room, he moans and gurgles in the gloom, I’m often woken with a start to the deafening thud of my own heart. Like me, William worked away, ......

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