Food Pantoum Poems | Examples
These Food Pantoum poems are examples of Pantoum poems about Food. These are the best examples of Pantoum Food poems written by international poets.
Coffee! Coffee In the Yawning.
Pour straight from the pot.
In the dawning - deep fog of brain.
Lifting of the breakfast cup.
Pour straight from the pot.
Open very wide, the eyes.
Lifting of the breakfast cup
along with a grape jelly donut.
Open very wide, the eyes -
the ebon clearing.
Along with a grape jelly donut,
have a great big gulp.
The ebon clearing
in the dawning - deep fog of brain.
Have a great big gulp.
Coffee! Coffee in the yawning.
8/8/2022
non-rhyming pantoum
Squalling seagulls sip the morning sunshine,
They are indeed a lovely sight to see.
No ship will sail with that turbulent brine
But the seagulls just glide around the quay.
They are indeed a lovely sight to see.
They plunge into the stormy sea for food
But the seagulls just glide around the quay.
They are a harbinger of weather crude,
They plunge into the stormy sea for food
Spying sardines, they eat or be forlorn,
They are a harbinger of weather crude,
Ominous clouds gather, and me they warn
Spying sardines, they eat or be forlorn,
No ship will sail with that turbulent brine
Ominous clouds gather and me they warn
Squalling seagulls sip the morning sunshine
Wispy, striated clouds
Across the pale blue sky
Revealed by the sun proud
Who is low now, not high
Across the pale blue sky
A swallow dips and dives
Who is low now, not high
Closer to earth, survives
A swallow dips and dives
Catches those bugs for food
Closer to earth survives
Feeding young, though its crude
With live bugs as young wait
Catches those bugs for food
Young not knowing their fate
Feeding young, though its crude
Catches those bugs for food
Revealed by the sun proud
Feeding young though its crude
Wispy, striated clouds
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Written: June 03, 2022
Velvet soft I tasted her love
I tasted her love
she was velvet
lavender breath chocolate kiss
taste of angel food
she was velvet
I licked her essence I embraced her soul
taste of angel food
like manna from Heaven A morsel to behold
I licked her essence I embraced her soul
lavender breath chocolate kiss
like manna from Heaven A morsel to behold
I tasted her love
1/10/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
SMELLY DILEMMA Yet I Sympathize Wit You
I simply sympathize with you
being a hero straight and true
Twist not the spinning tops
Sour aroma burst of fruitless drops
being a hero straight and true
I smell of Angel's food
Sour aroma burst of fruitless drops
Demons eat at my feet as I stand heroically
I smell of Angel's food
Twist not the spinning tops
Demons eat at my feet as I stand heroically
I simply sympathize with you
12/28/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Alas! I'm just a roly-poly me.
When I was birthed, in dirt they had to dig!
More slender and chik I'd prefer to be.
But here I am - so common, round and big.
When I was birthed, in dirt they had to dig!
Trimmed in French style, I want to be a fry.
But here I am - so common, round and big.
I wish to be flavored and savored. Sigh!
Trimmed in French style, I want to be a fry.
More slender and chik I'd prefer to be.
I wish to be flavored and savored. Sigh!
Alas! I'm just a roly-poly me.
July 30, 2021 (based on picture number 3)
For Eve Roper's Pantoum Rhyme 1 Poetry Contest
By Howmanysyllables.com, Style has one syllable.
EGG-SPOON RACE
Egg-spoon race going on: Three Contestants.
Little Man, Tall Tiger and Fatty Pig.
Joyful jubilant, all participants.
Each attentive, though Contest not so Big.
Little Man, Tall Tiger and Fatty Pig
balancing egg in cheerful jolly mood.
Not only they are friends, also colleagues.
At end of rest eggs to be served as food.
Balancing egg in cheerful, jolly mood,
Joyful jubilant all participants.
At end of race, eggs to be served as food.
Egg-spoon race going on: Three Contestants.
Pic. No. 4
07/29/21
Pantoum Rhyme 1 ' Contest by Eve Roper.
Seagulls Flight
The flight above the deep blue ocean
Soaring so high yet so close to the waves
Bravely flying in the light of the sun
Forever staying for the feast to be handed over.
Soaring so high yet so close to the waves
Searching for fish to dive and catch
Forever staying for the feast to be handed over
Knowing the sea has an endless supply of nourishment
Soaring so high yet so close to the waves
Bravely flying in the light of the sun
Searching for fish to dive and catch
The flight above the deep blue ocean
12/11/2019
Whipped meringue piled high
Underneath the rest of the pie
Layer upon layer pleases the taker
Mother the best pie maker
Underneath the rest of the pie
Vanilla custard soft and yellow lies
Mother the best pie maker
Now the recipe in memory has died
Vanilla custard soft and yellow lie
Layer upon layer please the taker
Now the recipe in memory has died
Whipped meringue--piled high