Short Toasty Poems
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Fluffy Lovely Always Nap-worthy Nest of Enveloping Layers
Me
Softness Heavenly Entering Ecstasy Toasty Seductive Sleep
My feet are toasty
Sun has warmed porch to biscuit baking hotness
I consider going in for my shoes
But pups are lying in front of the door sleeping
Cast your bread upon the water
if you like it soaky
As for mine it’s in the oven
‘cos I prefer it toasty
On a wintry day
The snow fell several hours
Shoveling wasn't easy
I stayed toasty warm
I paid two kids to shovel
And... I gave them hot cocoa!
to make a truly toasty fire
one must gather bare branches
from wooded fields.
what is a fire
without a crackling
but just a warm
and very sterile thing.
labor day heralds her arrival
she is toasty warm this year,
uneasy about relinquishing summer
school excitement has turned to disappointed sameness
in but a few days
Soft and sweet tapioca pudding
With bubbling, steamy milk
Sprinkled with sugar, nuts and raisins
Flavored with nutmeg spice
Creamy, toasty mixture
Cozy treat
Smash!
our cozy couch welcoming
your toasty breakfast I bring
our sun glorious dream
Haiku Pattern 6,7,6
January 9, 2020
in life’s pause
when boots are kicked off
snow drifts, melts
the hearth blooms
with its blanket flower flames
toasty toes chill out
1/21/2022
Cocoa warms my toes all the way down.
Marshmallows please and graham crackers.
Gingerbread too? Yes, thank you!
Ruin my supper? No.
Thank you very much.
Warm and toasty.
Delicious!
Thank you
Mom.
Love is in the air, forecast is warm and cozy
Such feelings of tenderness for your heart only
A sweet passion so rare
Fills the rarified air
An extraordinary moment so warm and toasty
segment of the sun
lemandarin, semi-black
‘midst toasty branches
floats flamingos, flaming pink
in lagoon’s brackish parquet
*hybrid between mandarin orange and lemon
toasty variegated yarn from Oskaloosa
the hues of colors
red blue yellow green
knitting needles are clicking along
warm mittens and slippers
afghans and shawls
a dress for a toddler
clickety clack clickety clack
Sledding with her cousins every year
Reminding her that Christmas is near
She races up and down hills with a sled
Dreams of Christmas cookies in her head
Sweet dreams that night in her toasty bed
Christmas memories with her cousin Ned
Carbonated popsicle prose
Oh it glows with fun
Sudsy taste bud delighted
Splashing wonder wheel
Frizzles on the fountain tongue
A message to the stomach it sends
Fuzzy feelings and warm midnights
A toasty surprise in the storm
Keep it close my friend
Afternoon sun
toasty warm
basking in beams of light
a newborn wrapped in a quilt
clearest of clear blue skies
flawless brush strokes
not even a slip of a cloud...
as the sun dips toward the horizon
a cry escapes baby's lips
I can see her breath
Put me in the rotisserie.
Warm me up with your heat.
Let me turn golden brown toasty.
Bite into me ever so sweet.
Lull me with your fireside ways.
Hypnotize me with your love.
Warm memories ‘til the end of the day
When I rise to the world above.
Pic's of friend's grandkids,
my son, his girlfriend
A wooden mallard
A wooden mustang
My grandpa's paintings
My game keyboard
December chill
An itchy back
A cold, wet nose
Neighbor's chat
Creaking walls
Toasty dryer
Hot tea
ginger
Scone
Sun is out of sight
Clouds are out to get me
The day has just begun
But the weather will be nasty
The only thing that gives me hope
Is my poka-dot umbrella
It keeps me safe from threatening rain
It keeps me dry and toasty
taste
toasty
cinnamon
easy to spread
peanut butter toast
delighting
happy
tongue
smell
fragrance
cinnamon
salivating
anticipation
wonderful
joyous
me
touch
gritty
cinnamon
coarse and grainy
beach sand memory
pour-able
grainy
spice
Down came jolly Santa, lickety-split
not checking to see if a fire was lit.
He shot out of the chimney
while dancing a fast shimmy-
His job is oft harder than he'll admit!
Written on 12/21/2022
For: A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry
Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Toaster Bed
I’d like to buy a toaster bed,
of the boldest red.
Happily,
it would heat me up toasty hot
and butter my backside,
before projecting me out
of the bed and into the shower,
at a designated hour
each morning.
Where shall I place my order?
Bloomingdale’s
Or Neiman’s?
BREAK FREE
Bright sunny buds break free
The joyful task of Spring
Blossoms on bush and soil
All unfold their fists
Stretching fingers
Toward the toasty sun
warm and so sexy
wraps you in toasty delight
whispers at sunset
June, 18, 2020
1pm PST
Poem # 1,252
The world has turned white
Everything looks so bright
Snowflakes are drifting round
Slowly towards the ground
All the neighborhood is silent and still
Except for the children playing on the hill
Cold wind rushes
Birds huddle in bushes
Icicles hang from the wires
Inside is a toasty fire
Everyone is cozy and warm
Safe from the winter storm