Short Sense Of Taste Poems
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An explosion of flavour
Setting the taste buds alight
A tsunami of saliva
Dampening heat in the cave.
Like the sand beds of the sea,
Deeper elements spring forth
Revealing ingredients
Enriching the savoury dish.
By the street lamp we stand by,
our favorite restaurant.
Seeing people are eating,
hot dishes being devoured.
Food plays with my hungry tongue,
senses are jumping for joy.
Another heavenly meal,
mouth and stomach did enjoy.
Flavor of eve grows rancid
Neath this lamp where all was sweet
Minty eyes savoring lips
Buffet of emotions thrilled;
But candy coated with lies
You were not mine to relish
Appetizer I the least
On her tart walks on this street.
Contest: Sense Of Taste, Nette Onclaud
July 28, 2025
Contest : Sense Of Taste
Sponsor : Nette Onclaud
Date : July 30, 2025
My dream desire is enticed
by your radiance shimmering
while you stand by the streetlamp,
shape for me passion aura,
resplendent in onyx night.
Flavor of love drapes my sense
with patina of rapture.
Its sequins I soak entranced.
Coffee's hot steam
and then I imagined it
that split second
before it touched my lips.
It did not disappoint,
and its flavor, intimate
as it met my tongue,
swirled imaginatively.
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Coffee
9/6/2015
Contest - Poems that did not
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Sponsor - nette onclaud
A win
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Title of Contest: Sense Of Taste
Date: 7/27/2025
By The Street Lamp
Sputters in the thick of night
setting the pathway ablaze!
Flavors of foretimes return
bittersweet as my spirit;
A street lamp pours out sweetly,
upon my shoulders of bare.
Recalling honey-dew words
I weep, ...bitter tears for you.
C-ake complete with candles
A-ims to thrill your heart;
T-he twenty-third of October
H-as made a brand new start.
C-ake complete with candles
A-llows you not to waste;
S-weet moment makes you smile,
A-s you use the sense of taste.
W-hite icing causes much mirth,
A-nd everyone gladly giggles;
Y-our birthday has come, carrying cake complete with candles.
BY THE STREETLAMP
Poem written for SENSE OF TASTE POETRY CONTEST, Nette Onclaud, Sponsor July 28, 2025
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she hunkers by the streetlamp
wrapped in a tattered blanket
lost in the cracks of concrete
swallows tangy bitterness
bitter brew of circumstance
choking on acrid despair
savoring sweet solitude
I must not feel this
just write it
right it?
pen to paper scribbling nonsense, no sense
it doesn't make sense
sense of taste
taste the tears
if only I could
someone has to write this
it didnt happen to me, to me
I sleep no more
who shall dream for the fallen
all in my dreams
my screams
deafening silence maddening
no answers at all
almost there
coming to grief
The sense of sight…
To picture our world each day.
The sense of touch…
To kiss the pain and tears away.
The sense of smell…
As lungs fill with the air we breathe.
The sense of taste…
As flavors on the tongue they weave.
The sense of hearing…
For the music of children at play.
But the most valuable sense of all,
A sense of humor…
So no matter what, you can laugh each day.
Hot peppers and spicy horseradish
a gut-punch to the solar plexus
Snake venom with moldy cheese
not tonight, if you please...
Tadpole skins and locust larvae
strains my stomach of iron
But a bloody Mary eggnog combo
gags the esophagus of this Hawaiian
Wonder how I developed my bizarre sense of taste?
~ A flush of the toilet for whoever said, 'Haste makes waste'
I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face
Occasional piano accompaniment drift along my pace
On the trails which tickles my fifth sense of taste
Millions molecular beam saved every curt memo as a lace
Which knitted through every single wink of my grace
Again, I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face
Love the moment, love the drizzle
Love the ambiance which showered in a dazzle
I accidently ate some chilli seeds
That fell into my tea,
I went screaming and shooting through the roof
And landed in the sea.
My dearest mum yelled “You’ll burn your mouth!”
While hopping about like a flea,
But I left not a single seed to waste
And Lost my sense of taste.
It’s well over a decade now,
But my mind always reads:
I accidently ate some chilli seeds
That fell into my tea
10/01/17
Night Tastes Like
Night tastes like:
Hot, black coffee
freshly perked.
Dark pumpernickel bread
fresh out of the oven.
Sweet black licorice
stringy kind of course.
A thick slice of
Mississippi mud pie.
A piece of dark chocolate
slightly bitter.
Dark bottom shoefly pie
made with black strap molasses.
The sense of taste can
heighten our sense of
imagination.
*shoefly pie is Pennsylvania Dutch type of pie made with molasses*