Short Fructose Poems
Short Fructose Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fructose by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fructose by length and keyword.
The food that supposed to be
Healthy, has underline
Plus, damaging
Chemicals inside that’s not
Good for your body
Sugar free supposed to be
Sugar free but it’s loaded with
Fructose that’s harmful
For people with diabetes
Categories:
fructose, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
What no sugar means
Is that it’s sugar free
For a diabetic
It’s very important
But when something
That’s supposed to be
Sugar free has sweetener
Inside, like fructose or
Sweet and low, it’s
A misrepresentation of
A sugar free product, plus
It’s bad for diabetics
Categories:
fructose, health, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Diana Dalton
Diana
Creative, curios, playful & loving
Sister of a brother who is not here
Lover of Life,Photography, Hubby and more
Who experiences love, longing, excitement,
Who dislikes High fructose corn syrup
Love to see, England again, the Sea & Australia (with hubby)
Resides in Grand Junction,Colorado
Dalton
Diana Dalton
10 Aug 2012
Categories:
fructose, adventure, art, brother, family, happiness, love, places,
Form:
Bio
Oh pretty pretty fruit cup
with all your pretty colors,
your fructose-rich flavors
ensnare all my druthers
Yellow is for peaches
and chunky pineapples
Opaque is for pears
And red is for the cherries
that nobody wants to share
Oh, I love to eat you with a spoon
You give me energy in late afternoon
You make my palate happy
I think I’ll eat another one of you
after I take a nappy
Categories:
fructose, food, happiness, teen, uplifting,
Form:
Rhyme
I swung my mini fridge door wide
Revealing tiny porridge pops and coke
They puddled the shelfs dripping down,
Sticky little oats and fructose
The mess muddied my socks
Soaking my bow and sole
Like a beach of sweaty skittles
Carried by the melting rocks
I raised my knee to my shoulder
To watch sludge fall and splat
Ingraining my mess in the carpet
Compelling my toes to stretch
Categories:
fructose, food, symbolism, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
US americans
spending weeks
camping on a beach
in Greece breaks the body
down to where
we've gathered one
by one collecting each
and everyone's drachmas
we need
peanut
butter
the
real stuff we saw
on the local grocers'
shelf we all willing and
young to eat Skippy with
all the heart
attack ingredients
especially high fructose
corn syrup because after all
it was only
an eight ounce
jar so how could
we go too far down
one
more
level of
damnation
Categories:
fructose, muse,
Form:
I do not know?