Short Taste Poems
Short Taste Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Taste by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Taste by length and keyword.
Creamy decadent lovers
Aphrodisiac
Tantalizing desire
Taste rapture slowly
Sweet cream, cocoa, milk
Chocolate
Yum!!
AM RUUNING LATE
for heavensake
bake me a cake
thats taste
won't go to waste
be there before noon
I'LL BE HOME SOON
don't sit
do this
move around
town to town
see whats going down
see the difference taste
go to many places
MEET NEW FACES
its has taste
money not waste
get it while it hot
be apart of the lot
and a face on the block
its
WORLD BOOK STOCK
Cookies are a very good snack
They taste really good with Big Mac's
I eat them all the time
Only because they cost a dime
its has taste
its don't go to waste
on my plates
for heavensake
am not fake
make me beat
i seek
WHITE TURKEY MEAT
The scent still lingers
In the air
Such wonderful taste.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Jan.12/2006
got have this meal
its my appeal
what a taste
don't go to waste
my minds at eases
when I have
FRIES STEAK AND CHEESE
its come from the sea
you can have with tea
has a taste
can't be replace
to live be fullfill
switch
FISH IS THE DISH
mabe a nice faces
in any race
i have taste
that don't go to waste
that task will last
about women still stand
AM A LEG MAN
its has taste
and places
for us all
its was gods call
its his land
we must stand hand to
hand
to and band
FOLLOW GODS PLAN
The bats
ate the sweet almonds
to the last
but the other
laden almond tree
with bitter fruit
was not to their taste.
Found Fat On My Waist
Found fat on my waist,
From eating done with much haste,
Sure did love each taste.
Jim Horn
The smell
The feel
The taste
The sound
The sight
These are your five senses
Useful they are,
When getting a haircut
O' life! Your fragrance
lives in happiness-sorrow;
for both you're true taste
-September 05, 2018 Chattogram (SENRYU)
Rice and dhal curry
Cooked hot
Rice or curry
Taste good
To serve again
Like a good poem
Wish to read once again
All those butterflies
hovering and fluttering
iridescent eyes
pollinating temptation
just give in to a slow taste.
Alfred Otto Schulze aka Wols
poverty strickena desparate soul
N abstracted Tachiste by taste
died so young- what a waste
instead of just viewing
ingest the words proudly
taste them all -- chewing
when you read aloud-ly
A poem
is a heavenly gift of Winter
gliding down as white stars
showing off uniqueness
in exquisite patterns
and taste
melted honey drips
into my cupped hand
I taste the setting sun
------------------------------------
I hate the way he holds me,
around my shoulders
and my waist.
I miss the way you look at me,
I miss the way
you taste.
I can still taste
Your strawberry lips
On mine
Your strawberry lips
Kissing mine
Kissing my
Kiwi fruited lips.
you have taste
come to my place
no matter what race
or faces
have a feats and a ball
come
THANKGIVING DINNER FOR ALL
Blaze upon my tongue, flavor.
Prepare my prayer’s answer.
Let Heaven’s magic come forth.
For I desire taste.
02/26/11