Food Prose Poetry Poems

A tale within a tale.

The twins, bathed and in their pyjamas, settled down on either side of the parent on the comfortable couch in the...

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Once upon a time, pixies lived in the forests of England, frolicking freely and friends with all the animals that shared their home. However their...

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Emma Frost (aka White Queen) is a powerful character in Marvel Comics.  Is
she a hero or villain?  Sometimes, it is hard to know!...

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There'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...

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I 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...

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Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and Chef Boy-Ar-Dee boxed pizza
If I had a dollar for every time I ate these two as a child
I could probably...

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He took five times his limit of free provisions from the food bank.
Many of us watched without comment, because we know him.
He must have a...

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Dog came sniffing around
I already have five!
I cannot take you I told him as I fed him breakfast.
He stuck up his nose at dog food,
so...

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We have beef and noodles over mashed potatoes for Christmas.
There are many vegetables, the dieting adults pick at a few of them.
Rest of us gnaw...

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Today is going to be super easy for some
And yet incredibly difficult for others
Easy because it is the last day before winter break
Which used to...

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Money,
plus than paper
with images,
a symbol...
further than vile metal,
a gesture...
even demonized
a blessing... !
Further than a villain,
a miracle... !
sensitive further
than primitivism
Sweeter and smooth
than pettiness...
Charitable,
as a meritorious...
Humanist,
as a...

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Armitage thought he had made his escape
The enemies were rapidly slaughtered.
If he were a cannibal, he would have roasted them.
His ancestors would have had a...

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We step over them on our way out of each room.
We step over them in the kitchen.
We step over them on the porch.
We step over...

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I am part werewolf part vampire
My vice is gluttony; I love to overeat
My werewolf side devours beef in a sloppy messy way
My vampire side does...

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We are
crazy
poets,
with signs of
real
of madness...
  we are
lovers
loving, and
mortals when
we suffer...
when we created
we are immortal...
we drink
of the ethereal,
we appreciate
the pallor
of the chimera,
and we feed
of the...

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