Short Whet Your Appetite Poems

We had a taste of snow today
To whet the appetite,
Reminding us that winter’s offers
Pack a little bite.

I wasn’t really ready for
The season’s full-course meal,
For sleet and ice and zero temps
Don’t hold that much appeal.

But just a little palate tease
Was wake-up call enough
So when the second course is served,
I’ll not call Nature’s bluff....

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She taps upon my windowpane
This nubile vixen, this spring rain
Enticing me with moistened kiss
To join her now or be remiss

Thus, does she whet my appetite
Awakens me at dawns first light
Soft sounds that bid an ancient soul
Come join me now and be made whole

So I arise as barefoot boy
Her warm spring kisses on my face
The tearful melancholy joy
Of moments I let time erase



©11/9/2022...

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Wet warm juicy fresh
                                                            First kiss anticipation
                                                              Whet my appetite

                                                           Sixth grade pucker up
                                                  All seeds pits pulp skin and core
                                                            Tasted like tennis balls...

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Tomorrow is uncertain,
So celebrate today.
The possibilities await,
Like pastries on display.

So choose the one with most appeal
And take a giant bite;
Perhaps its pure deliciousness
Will whet your appetite.

For life is unpredictable
So while we’re here, indulge.
The future holds a question mark
That no one will divulge.

We cannot know from day to day
If we’ll be stressed or thrilled,
But if our choices satiate,
At least we’ll feel fulfilled....

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As speckled trout jump in dawn's early light
I cast a fly to whet their appetite.
And flick my rod, stripping line from the reel
causing hungry fish to lunge for a meal.

A cold river current gives rise to mist
but all such annoyances are soon dismissed.
For I hook a fish that's wild and headstrong
and it attempts to drag me along.


(Rhyme)


05,09,2019
photo #3
Free Verse or Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper...

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Your flower petal lips are carnivorous,
ever-ready and always famished; 
I long to be what will satiate you,
leaving you all swollen with desire;

Ever-ready and always famished,
I’ll lead you to blissful exhaustion;
Scorching’s kind of what I’m into;

I long to be what will satiate you,
as we eagerly satisfy each other;
Blood tends to whet an appetite;

Leaving you all swollen with desire,
careful what you bait with that trap;
A fly can also be a bit menacing....

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