Food Prose Poems
These Food Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Food. These are the best examples of Prose Food poems written by international poets.
Emma Frost
Emma Frost (aka White Queen) is a powerful character in Marvel Comics. Is
she a hero or villain? Sometimes, it is hard to know!...
Read More
Categories:
prose, fantasy,
FOUR CAFESFour cafés in his small town, on fourth floor window looking at the neighbour tower , he saw his friend entering the shopping centre
He...
Read More
Categories:
drink, food, friend, poetry,
Four CafesJanuary midnight nips at my alcohol-rosy cheeks as I lean out of my dingy fourth-floor apartment window. I am blowing ashen-ed brew breath into already...
Read More
Categories:
night,
Four Cafes
I was off for my vacation. After a long flight and drive, I reached my cozy apartment. Stars like diamonds filled the cold January night....
Read More
Categories:
drink, food, january, sun,
Four Cafes Four Cafés
------------
Four cafés were at the extreme left of what I could see from my apartment window. There they were, sparkling in the cold...
Read More
Categories:
image,
The Peacock And The DuckThe peacock and the duck are long-time friends. The peacock stays inside a zoo while the duck stays very close to the zoo. ...
Read More
Categories:
friendship,
Dog Race
Many dogs of different breeds participated in a race. Dogs were so excited because free food for one year is at stake....
Read More
Categories:
dog, race,
The Loaf Of Bread
During the Second World War, people were panicking everywhere in the world. And of all continents, Asia was one of the most devastated in...
Read More
Categories:
freedom, life, pride, prison,
Furry LoveIn a pet shop, a female cat fell in love with a male dog. The dog was so irate and said, "Stop licking me...
Read More
Categories:
funny love,
My MoxieThere's a ball on the ground, and I think
I should grab that for Moxie.
Dog food is on sale, and my cart is
halfway down the aisle
before...
Read More
Categories:
prose, absence, animal, dog, loss,
Sunday Morning JoggersGoodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox...
Read More
Categories:
age, art, birth, devotion,
I Wanted to Be Like PopeyeI have to have it! I told my mother
Because I wanted to be Popeye
I wanted to develop those arm muscles
I wanted to save the day,...
Read More
Categories:
food,
The Old Woman Has VisionsThe old woman has visions, I was told.
I had heard this for thirty years.
So I decided to visit her.
No visions, she told me, but glad...
Read More
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade,
I Live in a Van Down by the RiverI put two garbage bags of junk into my husband’s car trunk.
I am ready to start filling up the lonely green dumpster.
Most of the year...
Read More
Categories:
life,
What Kind of Grocery Store is ThisI try to pass the powdered donuts
They jump off the display
landing happily in my grocery cart.
I am next met by a shelf full...
Read More
Categories:
prose, food, woman, women,