Short Spaghetti Poems

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


Premium Member Spaghetti and Soup

Swirling round the cheese.
Dine without apologies.
Sipping this cream soup,
As I begin savoring
This sweet and savory meal.
Form: Tanka


The Secret Weapon

Sprinkle some garlic
On top of your spaghetti
Keeps Vampires away

A little garlic
Also keeps her mom away
So sprinkle it good
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Senryu

Literal

That's not my elephant!
It's spaghetti on a spoon!
Ella held back tears.
2nd graders can be so cruel,
just like the bill of rights!
Form:

Pleasant Chinese Spaghetti

Pleasant Chinese spaghetti;
cooked to resemble
a yellowish smooth earthworm.
To it all children
cry to the hearing
of their mom.
Wow!
Form: Epulaeryu

Halloween Party

Spaghetti cheese intestines
with busted pork ribs
Severed in tomato sauce
frankfurter finger
Iced spider web buns
Scary fare
Arragh!!
Form: Epulaeryu


Political Disfunction

Politics is like a spaghetti junction
not knowing the right direction

Politics always has a malfunction
that always leads to disfunction
Form: Rhyme

Bada Bing!

Christopher's pulse always raced
when faced with anchovy paste
splattered most steady,
tossed like spaghetti
in haste with no time to waste.
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Sticking the Landing

poetry is like spaghetti thrown at a wall at times, you may miss but the dog always approves so all is well in the ‘verse
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Chicken Piccata

Tender chicken breast filets
Lightly dredged in flour
Sauteed then simmered in sauce
lemon and capers
served o'er spaghetti
Romano
cheese
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Epulaeryu

Premium Member No Settee For Betty

A plump little girl named Betty
She ate copious amounts of spaghetti
She loved the stuff
It was never enough
She got too fat to sit on the settee
Form: Limerick

Uncle Betty

I know you were just being petty
When you laughed at my Uncle Betty
But who would believe
That he could conceive
After eating all that spaghetti?
Form: Limerick

Premium Member wheres the beef

spaghetti without meatballs you may keep
a meatless meal? I would rather sleep
give me bacon, ham, sausage and beef
salmon and tuna give me no relief
Form: Rhyme

Spaghetti Western

the door swings open

many personalities

this kitchen i'm in



gunfighters spittoons

the prepped dolls all buttered up

frigid air humming
© Chris Conn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Simple White Spaghetti

Sans white sauce, just melt butter, stirring garlic salt and grated parmesan right into your pasta. It’s extra yummy with bacon bits!
Form: Epulaeryu

Premium Member Hungry for Spaghetti

I am hungry for spaghetti today
no Italian in me, but this does not sway
my McCormick Irish and English Stone say
spaghetti it is, being eclectic is okay
Form: Monorhyme

Pasta Cat

There was a large cat from Llanelli
Who was terribly fond of spaghetti
One day out of menace
He travelled to Venice
Where he dined in the sun on a jetty.
Form: Limerick

Christina

The poetess Christina Rossetti,
Once sat at the end of a jetty,
The words wouldn't come,
So she sucked on her thumb,
Then wrote a small ode on spaghetti!!
© Tim Riding  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Scent Sent From Heaven

I can still smell it 
mom's famous spaghetti sauce 
'twas scent...from heaven 


Senryu On Mother Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Jenish Somades 
1/2/2020
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Touch of italian gusto

Delicious meatballs over fresh spaghetti.
A glass of chianti on the side.
Sprinkle a hint of parmesan.


Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Form: Other

Premium Member red pickled beets please

red pickled beets are my daily taste
in salads, cookies, or as a spaghetti paste
I like them best cold, tangy and whole
daily beet eating is my ultimate goal
Form: Couplet

Premium Member loving spaghetti

eating spaghetti
a happy messy meal
meat sauce on my chin

others twist it onto a fork
a skill I never learned
i slurp it up like a straw turned into a snake

Nightly Routine

Spaghetti sauce red,
Buttered up bread,
Kids are fed.
Bed sheets spread,
Books done read,
Nothing more said.
Thoughts have fled,
My tired head,
Down to bed.
Form: Monorhyme

Forecast Cravings

Popcorn showers meant it was muggy
spaghetti models path looked yummy
I'm just saying
got these cravings
watching the weather can make one hungry.



9-17-17
Form: Limerick

If You Want To Stay Married, Leave the Tv On

Your mouth noise is polluting the table
You sound like a cow in the stable
Must you slurp your spaghetti
Don't dare call me petty
Thank God we have TV with cable
© Angela G  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Trying Something New

Limerick Gimmerick
Jason of Pendleton
Tried double-dactyls while
Fearing the worst.

Uh-oh-spaghetti-o!
They're all bass-ackwards cuz
He's used to anapest
(Dactyls reversed).

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