Short Bell Pepper Poems
Short Bell Pepper Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bell Pepper by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bell Pepper by length and keyword.
One red bell pepper
In the flower pot, leaves gone
Holes bored in the fruit
No smoking gun by
Juice in a jar lid will drown
Many frustrations
Categories:
bell pepper, funny
Form:
Haiku
20 thin sliced eggplant or zucchini
brined and water and dried
30 slices of white tomato
30 slices of a good stiff red tomatto
4 tablespoons of crushed garlic
1 &1/2 cup of diced onion
2 lbs of sliced peperoni
4 cups of ground beef cooked
1 tub of ricotti
2 cups of cottage cheese
5 eggs
salt
pepper
cayeene
mushrooms
spinach
roasted red bell pepper in oil
Categories:
bell pepper, sports, wine,
Form:
Ballade
Written upon the contemplation of---a bell pepper prior to
chopping it up for stew
Flat white seeds cluster
Like ants on a candy cane
hiding the secret
of millions of unborn
pepper plants.
Slowly we blossom,
explode around our center,
dangling like Christmas balls
green against green.
The story of our lives lies
within us,
tucked in a safe with no key,
Nature's treasure chest.
Categories:
bell pepper, imagery, imagination, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Stop watching me with those derisory eyes
sweet like bear claw
spicy like a bell pepper
give me back my barette
I'm not letting my hair down'
from cooties to copacetic my biggest disease
jus like when u was freshman
lost your retainer cried all day
give me back my fanny pack
you kept it all those years
crazy grifter lost on the freeway
looking for route 66 in a gay way
why you back jerk off?
scads of luv but to late
here's a sawbuck go call someone who cares!
Categories:
bell pepper, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Autumn at the Abbey
Through the window I see
the sun fire up
for the last time today.
There are jays
in the trees near the meadow,
crows in the grass
I cut with a scythe
early this morning.
Still on my platter
corn from the fields,
scallions, tomatoes,
bell pepper and cheese.
I'll remain at my table
with lemon and tea
and look out on the land
that surrounds me.
The psalms a monk
gave me this morning
I'll read for an hour
before sleeping.
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
bell pepper, faith
Form:
Free verse
Window at the Abbey
Through the window I see
the sun fire up
for the last time today.
There are jays
in the trees near the meadow,
crows in the grass
I cut with a scythe
early this morning.
Still on my platter
corn from the fields,
scallions, tomatoes,
bell pepper and cheese.
I'll remain at my table
with lemon and tea
and look out on the land
that surrounds me.
The psalms a monk
gave me this morning
I'll read for an hour
before sleeping.
Donal Mahoney
Categories:
bell pepper, faith
Form:
Free verse