Pho Poems - Poems about Pho

...are you pho real? there is an overwhelming consensus i had to ask two people had told me they hate all soups 'it's just water and soggy food.' 'slop in a bowl.' 'looks like dish water.' what......

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... In between a wand and a warded space lies an old Book Of Shadows to embrace; Fee fried foe thumbs, throw them in as the guitar strums; Picked over hair follicles and toenails, A few fast......

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...Poetry Soup Is… A place to post words and be heard a platform for prose, a poet’s eatery A sonneteer’s palace, for the sagacious or the absurd A silver chalice that pours golden poetry Rhymed......

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... When we set out on a road trip We didn’t stick to the old script And were gladly amazed And rarely unfazed Hitting strange towns though some were skipped We started from Thatsnot, OK Which ......

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...It's true that pork 'n' beans have chunks that are winning And Indian spiced pumpkin sets your heart spinning Pho bo's delightful, cod soup's disarming jjamppong, French lentil --charming ......

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...I love food. Sometimes a little much! Food for Thought By Jan Beaumont ©? Each country has food that they're known for Their own local dish you might say Some are delicious and some a bit ......

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... First day incognito, called my yesterday boss On a new burner cell, with a free burrito ad promo toss Told her this was my courtesy job severance quitting HR call — Advance notice:......

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...After amala and ewedu, And after the round two of egusi and fufu. Na im my eyes come dey pinch me, Small small i dey close am. Before i know i don dey doze, Wetin we dey talk? I don sleep. I ......

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...Akukhona ukuthi ngifisa ukukuphazamisa,empilweni yakho etsha Ngeke ngakuqanganisela kepha ngangethembile ngoba ngangiwa ngivuk nawe Nami ngangazi ngelinye ilanga ukuthi ngniyophumula ngibuse nje ......

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...We sit across a table eating Pho; two old friends, sharing food and stories of our little worlds Of my new love; my old projects of his sweetheart; his old business the dross men use to hide......

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...Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDREWS Dear Marcus...it's-'nother-Sun-day...morn...horse's...feel-ing...wrong My-sto-mache...just-hurts! Clos-ets...full-but......

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...Spring Spring is being born in the early morning... The glades are awakening into gentle green, The dawn songs of bashful blackbirds Are echoing through the woods......

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...pond surface askew wet sock frozen to my shoe cold hands turning blue......

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...Boys opted to dance as the groups were selected, A boy paired off with a girl formed a group, The pole fifteen to eighteen feet affair, With ten different colored tough ribbons. The post stood ......

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...Too many poets. Dreadful. Roiled. Yes, I too, am a guilty poet. While I sit and wait for my soup to arrive, I read a few pages of Simic, and the Seattle papers. The noodles cook and d......

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