Pizza Poems - Poems about Pizza

There is an innocence in life to which every child brings… before their brains become too cluttered with all those adult things. It is a lovely place where wide-eyed children dwell. Where, if we listen, their innocence can be profound as well. A grandma was grocery shopping with her grandson when in the produce department, she grabbed a peach. because if...

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Cheese melted, bubbling bright, A crust that's golden, light. Tomato sauce, so divine, Topped with peppers, so fine. Mushrooms, olives, perfect pair, Hot and fresh, beyond compare. Slice. ...

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There’s a farmers market near campus. A young couple has a pizza oven on a trailer. They make a breakfast pizza - bacon, mozzarella some egg and green peppers. It’s SO crispy and delicious. ALL I had to do this morning was say “breakfast pizza!” and six of us were ready to head out fifteen minutes later. Let’s wax poetic, shall...

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Is pizza a breakfast food? Damn right it is! It'll soon be on IHOP's menu They'll have an item called “Pizza Benedict” Topped with a sweet syrupy goo! If you haven't tried it, don't go “eeeew” It'll put hair on your chest for sure You ladies will need a depilatory cream For us guys, it'll add some allure Bacon Temptation Omelette's a favourite But...

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A Foodie Pleiades Poetry Contest Andrea Dietrich Parades of dough shapes pie Pepperoni walks in Pasta sauce rallies taste Pockets of crust tips edge Proud dills and hams in step Perhaps anchovies, too Procession of cheese crowns...

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Pizza Pizza dough, gluten free Prepared with chopped basil Parmesan cheese, vegan Prosciutto slices Pieces of crisp bacon Parts of baby mushrooms Pizza sauce, Rao’s home made ...

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pour me a glass no place like home time slows down till life’s on pause you and i take a deep breath finally put up our feet honey-do list falls to the side nothing matters but the now for at least this little while we’ve earned our kudos we are victorious masters of our universe AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 9, 2025...

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Between us on a park bench. A pizza box stays a crack open. Inviting us for another one. Even when the last slice is all we have. We flip a coin, which rolls away into the grass. The wind picks up and we grab the box to carry home. In the fridge is where we...

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If there's one thing I've learned in life: to spread butter, one must use a knife. I've one more point to get across: use a spoon to spread pizza sauce....

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Pat, stretch, roll in a round Putting sauce on the mound Placing mozzarella Parm and capicola Pineapple—oh, geez Pepperoni, more please Perfect slice, one more bite...

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He said, "Eye!" She said, "I!" ...

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There’s a peace that whispers soft when I step beneath the open sky, trees stretching in green prayer, branches swaying like the hands of a thousand saints, lifting their weight toward something higher. In moments when I’m alone, that wide sky pulls me in close— a blue...

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Left by the train She's truly mad Treat for pizza....

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Poppy’s popping pizza Is packed with pickled peppers Peppers that are pickled Make Poppy’s pizza pop!...

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Grandma Teresina Cavicchio, best pizza fritta maker in all of Marianna, PA. Probably the whole world! Her fried pizza dough, dusted with powdered sugar, bellissima! Lightly browned outside, creamy in the inside, it was the stuff of mouth-watering dreams. My three sisters and I lined up in Nonna’s kitchen, chanted, “Pizza Fritta, good to eat-a, give me some, it is a treat-a!” Her apron white with snowy sugar, her ample arms...

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