Food Rondeau Poems | Examples
These Food Rondeau poems are examples of Rondeau poems about Food. These are the best examples of Rondeau Food poems written by international poets.
Jack the Ripper has not mended his ways
Continuing search for unwary prey
This time around, his weapon is poison
Extinguishing lives of poor, his mission
‘The weak must perish’, Jack the Ripper says
Homeless vagrants at food bank, to God pray
Oblivious that blue skies have turned grey
Their food today, prepared by a demon
Jack the Ripper
Panic sets in as these weary souls sway
Each falls to the ground and there they do stay
Mass murder most foul, against God, treason
Yet the man who did it, not in prison
Criminal feels what he does is okay
Jack the Ripper
30-July-2021
Panic at the food bank poetry contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
Sky overhead, ground below, stance erect
Roots with brethren entwined, in the forest
Sequoia redwood tall, with roots far spread
United we all stand, being well bred
Helping each other, judging not merit
Immune to disease, though no one suspects
Fire resistant, no ash to lament
Purity vibrant, our lives thus far led
Sky overhead
Life span centuries, in bliss throb perfect
For Mother Earth, we have utmost respect
Sunlight our food, upon which we are fed
Useful we are, long after we are dead
Pristine presence, no desires to ferret
Sky overhead
24-January-2021
If I were a ? Poetry contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
I will explain the word 'impaled'
this contest's challenge, Holy Grail
Though not as easy as you think
from this challenge I shall not shrink
So, here we go: Time to set sail
To pierce an object, that's impale
with a sharp stick: First you inhale
then stab that thing, try not to blink...
I will explain
Impale someone, you'll go to jail
but skewered shwarma's food upscale
Brutus' knife did Caesar hoodwink
yet shish-ke-bob's fine with a drink
be it cola, wine, or stout ale...
I will explain
July 22, 2019
Impaled Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Slausin
~Thanksgiving ~
(Rondeau)
Lord, I thank you for everything
Living for you is a blessing
Thank you Lord for the good and bad
Thinking of you makes me real glad
I thank you for your forgiving
Lord, I thank you for everything
For family, friends, for living,
You give me joy when feeling sad
Lord, I thank you
For roof upon head, food giving
Thank you Lord for all your loving
You always help me when I'm sad
Thanks for eternal life I add
For all the Blessings You're sending
Lord, I thank you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
November.17.2015
She rides a horse 'pon the merry-go-round
The decorated carousel endorse
Memories of long ago now astound
She rides a horse
Carousel music wind up tinkling sound
Sights, scents, food all pleasures reinforce
One enjoyable night forever now renowed
Long ago, short time together, love's course
In my aged mind those happy times rehearse
'Pon the carousel round and round and round
She rides a horse
I don't remember what form that this was...
Just guessing Rondeau..
A dog and cat
are not great pals, but I have seen
a dog and cat,
friends on the street. Imagine that!
These strays share food in times so lean.
How sweet when nothing comes between
a dog and cat!
Written by Andrea Dietrich
For Dr. Ram's Rondelet Contest
Dancing in mid-day sun, in Kansas heat,
was a land of grain tender and sweet.
Over to the east sparkling in the sun,
was piles of corn, picked and done.
Harvest went, along with winter meat.
Winter comes hard in backyard and street.
Not caring if there is enough food to eat,
Before long, winter will be won
Dancing in mid-day sun.
Wildlife hunkers low and travel fleet,
no fresh wet water but a solid sheet.
The earth returns from where it had begun,
Once again the children are having fun.
Playing long on tired hot feet
Dancing in mid-day sun.
Copyright © 2008 By Caryl S. Muzzey