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Short Chickpeas Poems

Short Chickpeas Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chickpeas by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chickpeas by length and keyword.


Chickpeas
chickpeas in a pod
conglomerate of peanuts
butter of hummus...

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Categories: chickpeas, food, funny, imagination, meaningful, relationship, strength, together,
Form: Haiku



Chargrilled Lamb With Vegetable Couscous
Couscous put in couscoussiere 
Steaming chalantly 
Chickpeas,eggplants are added
Salt,paper concur
Olive oil and slice lamb
So delish
Rich !...

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Categories: chickpeas, appreciation,
Form: Epulaeryu
I Love Chickpeas
your chickpea skin
my willing mouth
the mundane things
we talk about
your shadowed eyes
my bright despair
your barbered mane
my tussled hair
four confused hands
touch in the rain...

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© Sam Poole  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: chickpeas, christmas, fire,
Form: Carpe Diem
Premium Member I'm curious about Jesus verses
For lunch, do you know what Jesus ate on the very day that He turned eight? Barley bread and goat cheese, onions, greens, and chickpeas, and for dessert ~ a honey-dipped date.
Here's a question, just between you and me ~ did anyone ever see Jesus pee? I know of no book where it's recorded, but was anyone ever afforded a peek, say, by the Sea of Galilee? ...

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© Rio Jansen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: chickpeas, boy, child, jesus,
Form: Limerick
Some Like It Hot
With coriander cumin turmeric basmati rice saffron and spice onions chilli peppers and all things nice with chapati and chutney a samosa or two naan for starters rogan josh vindaloo not eye-watering but tasty is best tandoori tikka masala korma's a meal with zest chicken lamb chickpeas or lentils a dinner for two you do not hurry allow what you've got to simmer in the pot if you want a winner curry
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Categories: chickpeas, food, fun, humor, nonsense, silly, word play,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Huh, Miss
She slipped from among us
in search of good hummus,
like a whispery breeze
at the scent of chickpeas;
escapes for tahini
rivalled old Houdini.
Her nose for good cumin
was simply inhuman,
her longings, appeasing
on lemony squeezings.
She never found fault
with a good pink rock salt,
and oft was caught splurging
on fine extra virgin.
But she went on a bender,
took a shine to a blender,
sliced her tongue on that trough,
and her hum is still off…...

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: chickpeas, food, nonsense, silly,
Form: Couplet

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