Short Tastebuds Poems
Short Tastebuds Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Tastebuds by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Tastebuds by length and keyword.
Edge of wharf diner courting saline tastebuds,
Halyard rope bell hop with a catch,
Grandee gourmet glutton wolfs marinated cod
Categories:
tastebuds, journey, joy, life, light, passion, surreal, water,
Form:
Tanka
a girl making pizza dream
her toppings make tastebuds scream
tomato tossed swirls
with cheese in great curls
queen of the epicure scene.
Categories:
tastebuds, beauty, cute love, dream, food, giggle, humor,
Form:
Limerick
So yummy
I could just
eat you up
Not funny
Had enough
Bittersweet
Such dummies
Eat too much
Tastebuds change
Now honey
Wish I had
Ate you up
Categories:
tastebuds, food, husband, life, loss, lost love, love,
Form:
Senryu
[contest 1408 : Premier
Brian Strand
1.9.25 : Placed 7th ]
POT filled with buttery butternut soup
OKRA sauce sprinkled atop chilli hot ~
TICKLES our tastebuds on rosy cosy spot
Categories:
tastebuds, 12th grade, food, image, life,
Form:
Acrostic
Strawberry frozen yogurt
Yummier than ice-cream
Melts upon my tongue
as a sweet, cool dream.
Tastebuds do a little dance
For yoghurt is so fine and
Strawberries, strawberries yum oh yum
Totally divine!
Categories:
tastebuds, food,
Form:
Verse
The warm, frothy soup
feels good my tastebuds,
one scoop
after the other.
It goes well with a good
company
around a bonfire
gazing at the clear, night sky...
Categories:
tastebuds, art, food, happiness, imagery, life, night,
Form:
Free verse
Hot apple cider
Cinnamon savors
Gingerbread houses
Sugar and spice neighbors
Peppermint cocoa
Sugarplum favors
Gifting my tastebuds
With Christmastime flavors
12/13/19
For 'McWhirtle Me' contest
Sponsor: charles messina
Categories:
tastebuds, chocolate, christmas, sweet,
Form:
McWhirtle
I always knew ladies have more taste than men...
It is a scientific fact per National Geographic magazine!!
The female tongue has more tastebuds than male tongues.:-)
OOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOO
OOOO
OO
Categories:
tastebuds, funny
Form:
Light Verse
So bitter but oh so sweet
Enlivened tastebuds and tightened jaws
Better health I long to greet
Biding obedience to natural laws
Naturally cleansing and nurturing
Assimilation and digestion on high
Invaluable health I'm furthering
Toxicity and disease I bid a sweet good-bye
Categories:
tastebuds, appreciation, beauty, blessing, fruit, health, nature, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Light withdrawn
Expands again
approaches dawn
clucks the hen
Constellations fade
Skies o’erspread
glory arrayed
chickens fed
Rising sun
Prayers bespake
omelets done
tastebuds awake
Entry in 'Embodying the Light' contest
Sponsor: Unspeaking Speaker
January 27, 2025
Categories:
tastebuds, color, light, sky, stars, sun,
Form:
Rhyme
on a quiet
Sunday
afternoon
rain
playfully
danced
amidst the
flourishing
trees of
Georgia.
memories
tempt
tastebuds
with a
sweet juicy
nectar
ripe with
luscious
desire.
sensually
fragrant
arousing
all senses
slowly,
delicately,
sensually.
peaches
simply are..
the Fruit
of the
Gods..
one of
life's
delectable
pleasures,
for the God
& Goddess
in all.
Categories:
tastebuds, food, imagination, life, love, nature, nostalgia, passion,
Form:
Free verse
The burst soapsuds dissipate.
Six doves outside my window
Enjoy their meal, congregate.
Wings whirr, head to the gingko
Baby phoebes see surroundings.
With wide mouths expose tastebuds
Hunger each day compounding!
I look, then see burst soapsuds
So much happening outside my kitchen window view that I forget the dishwater is getting cold and chores going undone.
June 20, 2023
Categories:
tastebuds, introspection,
Form:
Other
We persist in running again.
Eyes widened by experience, open like wounds.
Heavy jaws of ruminated
Portions.
Hallucinations of wolves and foxes and mean people,
Ripped members and massacres could
Always and never happen. Our lives
Mean nothing while living in
Tastebuds of animals and those who profit
From our meat and coarse hair.
They fade in our mind, hitherto
We persist in running,
To fleetingly feel alive.
Categories:
tastebuds, courage, culture, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
I always
have
more
than i
need
for my
cup
over
runneth
romantically
speaking or
just poetically
planting seeds
hoping to grow
a zucchini or
something
similar to
what i'm
not but
what you
bought was
a sirloin tip
with a bacon
or bologna
body mostly
fat but
that
shouldn't
matter
sugar
cook me up
and taste
spicy
flavors
when
i
become your
tastebuds
favorite
flavor but
with a
pinch
of
salty
nuts
Categories:
tastebuds, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
i always
have
more
than i
need
for my
cup
to over
runneth
romantically
speaking or
just poetically
planting seeds
hoping to grow
a zucchini or
something
similar to
what i'm
not but
what you
bought was
a sirloin tip
with a bacon
or bologna
body mostly
fat but
that
shouldn't
matter
sugar
cook me up
and taste
spicy
flavors
when
i be
come your
tastebuds
favorite
flavor but
with a
pinch
of
salty
nuts
Categories:
tastebuds, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
I will see this through
because the idea of you still shocks my spine
with electricity,
tempts my tastebuds with curiosity
In the end
I'll either adore you fearlessly
and come to your arms with wild abandon,
or have sucked every pretty word
from our imagery,
dulled it to prose
I'll gently unfasten your roots
from my navel
and send you off
not with bite marks or bruises,
but with mercy
I will spare you from a dramatic
exit,
because I care for you
Categories:
tastebuds, hope, love, passion, romance,
Form:
Free verse
My fingers traced the lines on her face
as she slept; her beauty overwhelming.
The years had been touch and go, but
we made it somehow, and here we were,
still in love, my little Valentine.
That's what I called her all the time;
sweet as sugar and oh so fine
gooey and passionate leaving my
tastebuds satisfied completely.
She filled my desires and expectations always
I had no complaints
I leaned over to kiss her lips
One last time
My little Valentine.
Categories:
tastebuds, death,
Form:
Free verse
Hot and smooth, sweet dark delight
Starless chocolate night
Set my tastebuds all afire,
Feed their lone desire:
Dullness laid to waste,
Perfected
Taste!
Categories:
tastebuds, food,
Form:
Epulaeryu
CANDY CANE STICKS
bent little crooks
red and white
stripes
help us swallow
Christmascrass
hype
succor sugar comforts
stuffed stocking taboo
peppermint sticks
disabling treats
bow to licking
lips
spry little hooks that
stoop to bingecringe
stick sickly sweet
decaying teeth
succor sugar comforts
stuffed stocking taboo
tastebuds tingle
sleighbells jingle
cell-o-feigns
freed
Candy Cane
Christmascrass
creed
© Kim van Breda—1 December 2015
Categories:
tastebuds, satire,
Form:
Rhyme