Short Bite To Eat Poems
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I'm hungry with a grumble
I know because I stumble
So I need a bite to eat
That is sugary and sweet
How about apple crumble
Track: Lil Wayne - Lollipop
sometimes lovers meet
kiss and share a bite to eat
one desires sweetmeat
not dessert an extra treat
to savour another’s teat
Yes, I am collaborating with me myself and I, lol
Yes but, without the rich
No jobs could be found
We would be starving
Without one bite to eat
So let the rich be rich
And the poor be poor
Lets see whose soul
Will make it through
God’s open door
The light
It peeks through
The Venetian blinds
As I rise to greet the day
It pokes
As if to say
“Hey you, get up!”
With it said, I do
This sunlight
It’s a gift from
Heaven itself
Bestowed unto us
Ironically it appears
Pretty much the same time
Each day, as God opens His
Refrigerator to get a bite to eat
Saw a pigeon pecking pizza
On a local urban street.
I assume that it was cold, but still,
A tasty bite to eat.
What a mingling of icons
Of the New York City scene –
Most ubiquitous of flyers
And most common of cuisine.
But what would have made me turn my head
And cause me to look twice
Was if there had been a rat or two
To share in that same slice!
Many years ago, there was an envious man
lurking in John Lennon's Garden.
Disillusioned- dirty -confused.
John came out of his mansion and chatted with him for a bit.
Explaining that he was just an ordinary bloke.
Who wrote songs and was nothing special.
John invited him in for a bite to eat.
The man dined with the Lennons and seemed at peace.
"Imagine", treating a grubby waif like a king.
I see him standing in the rain,
this debonair and handsome Dane.
He says, "I don't know if I dare
to ask a lovely rose, so rare
to join me for a bite to eat."
I answer shyly, "That would be neat."
Then happily we watch a toad,
playing leap-frog on the road.
We go to lunch and I take note,
that on his handsomeness I dote.
I giggle a bit I don't deny,
when he drops gravy on his tie.
5/17/12 For Catie's Word game contest
Tonight I am going to die
Tonight i am going to die
I am so hungry
I am so cold
Will have a bite to eat
Then
Lie in the bathe for a bit
Tonight I'm gonna love me
Tonight, Tonight
the night I am going to die.
My skin cells fight the water hot
I fell them
Lose
Losing with all their might
My soul removes
Light headed...
Headed to the light
Her body lies
Submerged she cries
Accepting it
The night she chose to die.
Long ago I had a coroner friend.
He unloaded many tales of great darkness
People passing away in strange ways-in strange places.
Distorted postures in a maggot's buffet.
People going out for a bite to eat-
but never returning.to families.
His impression and confessionals never leave me.
I shared some of my stories with him.
But they paled in comparison to his.
I doubt if he remembers any of them...
Does any remember a twig 'neath a redwood tree.
No matter when my flight is
On the day I’m flying home,
I am early to the airport,
Where I sit and write my poem…
And read my book or magazine
And grab a bite to eat
And work a crossword puzzle
‘Til it’s finally complete.
It’s not worth the anxiety
To do last minute things,
For any slight delay (like traffic),
Oh, the grief it brings!
For someone prone to panic,
Having hours to unwind
Leads to not one drop of boredom,
But a calmer frame of mind.
I watched a sparrow on the ground
With an insistent tweet.
Another bird flew over,
Bringing her a bite to eat.
This ritual repeated,
With some crumbs from beak to beak.
I Googled this behavior and
I learned I’d had a peek
At a fine display of courtship,
Not so different from our own.
Without the wine and tablecloths,
A seed had still been sown.
I guess it’s universal -
When it comes to pitching woo,
The sharing of a meal is what
Most couples tend to do.