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Short Menus Poems

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


Menus
“menus”


when the phone
option becomes

English or
Spanish

i’ll
never

admit
that

i’m
Irish...

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Categories: menus, color,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Tit For Tat
Shark dishes appear with greater frequency
on fine dining menus. Could this trend be 
a reverse psychology by shark gourmands 
to get back at sharks for eating humands?...

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Categories: menus, word play,
Form: Light Verse
4-3-19
The clock face is broken and time continues,
No chef in the kitchen and food on the menus,
The sun is not shining and color bleeds forth,
I stumble and faulted and retain my worth.
Live life with love till death from birth....

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Categories: menus, black african american,
Form: Rhyme
Windows Dead
Hid all the menus
Windows did
Then shared the links
throughout it's grid

And spread the way
for what is thread
To mock the balkers
for their tread

And make their lives
a living led
For all the time
that's lost till dead...

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Categories: menus, abuse, analogy, angst, conflict, corruption, dark, grief,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member The Way of All Turkeys
kleine perihuhn damplings
ein puter potage
action de grace-dindon
dankfest kartoffel
eucharista sauce
we give you 
thanks


Inspired by Donna's contest

No finer tribute ode- than to be top billing on Thanksgiving/Christmas menus...

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Categories: menus, animals, anniversary, food
Form: Epulaeryu



Premium Member Lovers
lovers eyes lock, hands touch as they reach for menus moments of electric tension conversation, drinks sipped, dessert savored inevitable shady scene impugnable action souls never part lovers
...

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Categories: menus, truth,
Form: Rictameter
Premium Member Rabbits
Rabbits


Resplendent ears and tails,
rodent-like; but unlike
rats or mice, they are loved.
Renowned for Easter, they're
rumored to lay eggs; while
rural hares, their cousins,
routinely grace menus.


(Pleiades)


4/15/2021


Pleiades R Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman...

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Categories: menus, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, animal,
Form: Verse
Reconnecting
Spoken words are as cryptic
as Chinese restaurant menus.
Combo fifteen please
hold the rice and cashews.

Music is music, so I thought
belting those hymns with enormous
volume, lest God be disappointed
and walk out on the performance. 

Silence, a useless treasure
when trying to reconnect.
with friends, it’s always easy
as nothing, is written in cement....

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Categories: menus, friend, friendship, self,
Form: Quatrain
Leafy Greens
Despite the fact that children
Keep increasing as to size,
If Ted Cruz had been elected
Every school’d be serving fries.

For while blasting Ms. Obama,
With her push for “leafy greens,”
Ted announced, that as first lady,
Heidi’d shake up those routines.

If obesity’s a problem
(And most experts say it is)
We should thank our lucky stars
That school lunch menus won’t be his....

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Categories: menus, food, political,
Form: Rhyme
Freely Versed Breakfast Muse
Black coffee for sunny mornings and hangovers,
or with the rich cream of a female ungulate caregiver.
A quick Danish for the tardy to arrive,
crispy bacon for first responders.
Duck fat in the skillet fry’s anything better -
let’s it slide off a plate.
Wipe tongues with Oolong,
Be sure to keep a store of nuts and berries.
Chocolates and red wine restores blasé taste buds.
Keep writing love menus....

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Categories: menus, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Waitress's First Day
Unsure, the waitress
with fumbling spoons...
Eyed by the gentlemen in wicker chairs.
She goes up to men
with awkward smile.
"Water", one says with unfeigned charm.

She returns with jug
and menus, four.

The men choose lunch.

"Trout for us all", say men all four,
as if peas in a pod,
towards the gal.

The lunch is served,
and the waitress stands with lone fork,
waiting by a wicker stool....

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© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: menus, girl, work,
Form: Imagism
The Junk Drawer
in most human endeavors
there are those items that just
don't quite fit in with the rest of the projects

from batteries to rubber bands
to unused takeout menus there is
only one place to find what you need

none other then the
family junk drawer
thats right folks !

the junk drawer
we really need to clean that
Out !





from mama to me now
I 've taken over the junk drawer
just call me a pack rat  LOL...

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Categories: menus, family, funny, visionary, me,
Form: Free verse
Bacon and Eggs Hospital Style
Bacon and eggs.(Hospital Food)

So here goes a story about bacon and eggs,
Breakfast they call it,looked more like the dreggs.
but as i soon learned,was an outside canteen,
where in front of my eyes,rolls and sausage were seen.
So i orders one up,
with  some pepper and sauce,
but had almost passed out,from how little it cost.
So here`s to the staff,
in the hospital canteen,....
What we tick on our menus,
please make sure it is seen ....

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Categories: menus, angst, art, crazy,
Form: Epic
Spam Fritter Again
Being a non meat eater
I'll never eat a spam fritter again,
So why is the special offer on the counter so inviting?
Am I back at school again?
Queuing up for dinner
And hoping for something nice.
No menus then,
Probably just as well,
And the fritters are there
With baked beans and chips,
Treacle tart and custard for afters.
So I'm in the queue
Feeling dippy in the chippy,
Longing for something
I can't really have.
Veggie Spam anyone?
Didn't think so....

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Categories: menus, funny,
Form: Blank verse
A Big Occasion
To mark a big occasion
There should be a special meal,
Most often in a restaurant;
(At least that’s how I feel).

Today’s the anniversary
Of when I met my mate,
So therefore we will dine somewhere
Outside to celebrate.

Without a reservation
We’ll just stroll around the ‘hood
And peek at menus, noting
If the food and drink sound good.

It’s not our usual routine,
But after all these years,
Most anyplace will do to eat
And toast this date with beers....

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Categories: menus, anniversary,
Form: Rhyme
Evolution Iv
Virtual 2050 reality ...
synapses no longer fire
they've begun to retire
into encrypted text
programmer proscribed
in the language of math.
Plasma screen progress
as hands are no longer held,
nor mouths touch.
No waists are clasped in a lover's embrace,
only eyes on pop-up menus that hover in space
spewing entertainment in a
containment of the species.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inspired by the novel, "Daemon"
                                           by Daniel Suarez...

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© Sue Mason  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: menus, computer-internet
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs