Short Crumb Poems
Short Crumb Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Crumb by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Crumb by length and keyword.
One suitcase
Left in a field
Purposely
Like a bread crumb
On a trail
Dropped by Hansel
So he may find his way home
Aroma baking
Pleasure making
Peanutbutter cake
Don't want no fake
Souffle' today
Tomorrow no weigh
Cheesecake crumb
Pour me some rum
Filbert Crumb sat in his chair
Wondering just what to do...
Should I jump in the Air....
Or sit in my chair?
Decisions..Decisions...Oh my...
Geese flock around a still green pond
jolting each other out of the way
honking loudly, wide wings flap
open beaks hungry
for a crumb of bread.
what we
know
we speaketh
in words and
words are
morsels of
bread that
feed upon
this hungry
flock of souls
eating every
crumb and every word
Dressed crab with bread crumb egg
Scallops with almonds
Sour cream mash & fennel sauce
Grainy mustard edge
Buttered risotto
Washed down with
Beers!
Spiders are best known
For taking untravelled paths
For fresh feast of flies
Rats take the paths worn
And every crumb I lost reclaim
Bad habits for death
If we all gave a crumb of bread
To all the folk who are unfed
The world would be a better place
It would assist the human race
To survive and march ahead
Could Brain Become Crumb
We knew that it made them numb;
Did end up being deaf and dumb;
Intuition;
Politician,
And idiot brain became a crumb.
Jim Horn
Good morning to you.....smiles and winks...
Filbert Crumb sat up in bed
Ahhh... It's morning
I like the morning
And breakfast
It's yummy in my tummy
Don't ya know.
a morsel of this
a crumb of that
a string, a stick, a stone
a robin scours around
the nearby ground ~
discards make her nest a home
Why am i so fat
Sorry obese
You ask
Because i cannot simply find
a single person willing to share
A crumb or slice of my
humble pie with me
Everybody must be on the
humble diet
Kneaded clouds in saltlight bowls,
rolled paper thin, then baked
into a crescent shaped croissant.
Buttered with mist.
The first bite and you fall from heavens,
crumb by dream-soaked crumb.
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, FRESH BREAD
All about the crust
until we get to the chew
and then its the crumb
GINSU - KNIFE EASTPORT , MAINE USA
a basketful of green and orange.
stomachful of another week’s paycheck.
a father’s pockets crumb-lined and stiff.
kids play catch in the canned food aisle
the fluorescent lights never stop buzzing.
Bear was without a suitable wife
He had been searching for awhile
Found one who might almost do
She turned, he saw her face
It was his cousin.
Crumb. Bum. Thumb. Hum.
That won’t do.
Gone to
Hunt.
dine with my insides
finish your last sip of my vulnerability
eat the last crumb of my dignity
load up your plate with all things necessary
for I’m an open meal, for clearly anyone.
trash me in the end
Cake or crumb
We all become
This part of me
Brings you and I
Together, we
These hands,
Together holds
Build and pray
We pick up
Every fallen star,
In the sea
Deep wounds
Shall heal
Together, we
Cheesecake, my favorite
Choice of dessert, for sure.
Children love it as well
Cut me a big slice...Yum!
C r e a m y consistency;
Crumb crust at the bottom...
Care for a bite of mine?
Cake or crumb
We all become
This part of me
Brings you and I
Together, we
These hands,
Together holds
As we build and pray
We pick up
Every fallen star,
From the open sea
Deep wounds
Shall mend
Together, we
sun hat
on a yellow peg
semaphore light
shape-shifting
on spanish tiles
buttermilk blinds
flap
broken slats
a trapped sky hums
lazy crumb songs
light spreads sticky wings
over marmalade bread
sun hat
on a yellow peg
semaphore light
shape-shifting
on spanish tiles
buttermilk blinds
flap
broken slats
a trapped sky hums
lazy crumb songs
light spreads sticky wings
over marmalade bread
Dear Mr selfish,
To the ungrateful little prick
Swinging dead, cold and pale by the neck.
I am the void I am death, and i will joyfully
Eat every crumb of hope you had selfishly left behind.
Sincerely; SUICIDE
Who invited the ants?
Who asked them to come?
Pesky intruders
Attacking each crumb
Unwanted guests
Totally rude
All over my blanket
Eating my food
The next time I picnic
Or come to the park
Remind me to bring
My pet Aardvark!
pulse on the roots of my hair
spread on the bed
i ripped off my sheets to find consolation
my fingers bled
searched every corner for a crumb of freedom
the city stayed
saw the blinds shaken from the storm
my future is dead.