Stew Poems - Poems about Stew

Unferth Stew

Written by Gail DeBole
on July 21, 2024

(Recipe from Grendel’s recipe book)

Note: Sequel to Grendel’s Supper (also posted on PoetrySoup)

Ingredients

• Fresh Unferth meat (taken from the bones of old man Unferth)
• Other human meat/parts
• Marsh water

Directions

1. Outside at night, build a fire under the eating pot.

2. Throw Unferth meat into the pot.

3. Throw other human parts

A nasty stew

Anger roars like a beast, all around
The world cracks in crevices to fall into
Hatred brews, stirring like a nasty stew
Division rules across hundreds of miles
We are in trouble, there is no denying that!
Hold onto your values, let no brainwashing occur!
I watch what is happening and only tears stir

Heidi Sands

4/30/24

(C)opyright

Chef Rabbits Special Stew

Chef rabbit’s specialty was lovely, marvelous cabbage-carrot stew.
One year there was a drought, and he did not know what to do.
No cabbage anywhere around, okay, maybe he could scrounge up two.
He substituted lettuce, and it was tastier, on a scale, twenty-two.

chef rabbits special stew

Chef rabbit’s specialty was lovely, marvelous cabbage-carrot stew.
One year there was a drought, and he did not know what to do.
No cabbage anywhere around, okay, maybe he could scrounge up two.
He substituted lettuce, and it was tastier, on a scale, twenty-two.

Poetry Stew

"poetry stew"


word enriched

but too thick

to be soup

Hot Stew

When I was a young guy
With my head stuck  in the sky
For everything a why
Fought with my pen
Since I can't remember when
Mother says I was a born writer
But turned out I was a fighter
Always pulling an all nighter
Long days 
Maybe my evil ways
Kept me always on the go
I was not someone you got to

An Omelette Made For Two

I had a tasty cock-a-doodle stew 
Now I crow at dawn as cockerels do
I pulled a sweet hen 
And now and again 
We dine on an omelette made for two.

Noisemaker Stew

My favorite butcher knew just what to do
When he sold me farm fresh noise makers for stew
Like the mooer and quacker
With the oinker and clucker
And those parts that make the cock-a-doodle-do

Roberta Wanted the Old Stew Back

Roberta had no place to turn
She felt she was boxed into a corner
Her spells would not work against him
He had too much power over her

Let him go! Richie her familiar said
He has never been anything but trouble
Her internal voice said the same thing
But her heart wanted him

She liked everything about Stew
The old Stew
The Stew that

A Delicious Emotional Stew

I genuinely like myself for most of the things I do
And it brings me joyous pleasure when it pleases you
When we do things for each other it seems to work just fine
And trouble will come calling when I think too much is mine

We’re in this life for sharing, to that there is no doubt
Wisdom, inspiration,

Frog Stew

My frog calmly has his orange pekoe tea said Stew. 
Remainder of the pot is sitting right next to him too.
Will he share with me? No. But he might share with you.
He is pouting today because I hid his hat and his shoe. 

Sitting beside a tiny brook, that makes his life complete
He eats tidily,

Always On a Mission Stew

When Stew was on a mission there was no stopping him.
Believe me, he would intensely do what he was going to do. 
He collected for the Door of Faith mission with zeal and vim.
He released a hundred homing pigeons, and each one flew. 

He was like a bullet train when he got an idea in

Lamb Stew

The poor animal's all gender-confused
  Its friends say it is not at all amused
    Should it go meh-meh
    Or perhaps baa-baa
  At night, of counting sheep it is accused!

Waiting For Opossum Stew

The Las Vegas Opossum Stew Ranch was an instant hit.
“You have to try it! It is super! It makes you feel fit!”
I ran to have a bowl, super excited to imbibe in the stuff.
The line was longer every day, people could not get enough

I spent hours in line, where people wanted to chat.
At last I

Range Stew

All lined up
In a single c rank
Twenty two cans of beer fit
Inside the barrel of a tank,
And driving a tank
Is an exhilarating thrill?
But at times you can’t?
Avoid some road kill.
Cookie comes behind
And what does he do?
Guts and chops and slices?
For a nice Range Stew.

When you’re tired and hungry
And really needing to eat
You gobble down the

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