Table Poems - Poems about Table

red linen table cloths with white lace overlays sprinkles of confetti shaped like snowflakes evergreen plaid napkins rolled into a Santa napkin holder Holly berry china, only brought out one time each year Santa Claus cups and Rudolph candles Every part of the table is yelling “Christmas!” red and green Jello cubes rice Krispie treats shaped like Frosty the snowman Everyone wants to...

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sitting on the dinner table where instead of food, he was served cold silence turned into words that hurt sitting on the dinner table he was served disappointment from others who questioned his existence sitting on the dinner table his father made a loud thump on the table spewed out his hate he always keep close...

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The premise goes everyone knows before entering the premises while still outside yet on the mat it's no gentleman who forgets to doff his cap or remove his hat if dining out or at a private party for a particular person it's impolite at most to sip slurp or slink a drink before the toast to a hospitable host and when beside the table laden confronted...

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Garage door opener Ice cream carton Pencil, erasers, pencil sharpener Magazines Tv remote Gummie pills Magic markers Towel Black sock Gray sandal Sketch pad Twinkie wrapper Snickers bar Kleenexes Washrag Comb Tape measure Scissors Toenail clippers Green hoodie Small table inside my front door...

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I flick the eyeball. Dad scolds, “Don’t play with your food.” Donner Party brunch....

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i come to mobilize my thoughts with pen in hand i wait for inspiration and it seldoms disappoints it's time well spent i leave renewed and happy at my core AP: 2nd place 2025...

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Draggletailed drippy dreary Doris Mable did not fit in With her uppity, snobby, snooty, pompous pampered kin The kids said Aunt Doris Mable, you can sit at our table They had knowledge of a babe, a manger, and a stable...

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On a table for two I see an open love letter Besides that lay three roses Two champagne glasses standing Besides a bottle of champagne Around them are scattered round chocolates I hear a romantic song softly played That throbbed my heart as I listen The light atop the table adds romance It was special to see in every eyes It's solemn, waiting a...

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old table sitting across from one another words spoke what their eyes already knew and the thoughts in her mind so freely poured like cascading water in a pool of pure blue they talked and laughed about yesterday as if yesterday had a name of its own and made plans to last beyond forever yet they knew forever would soon be gone painted with...

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her eyes . her eyes stole me away the look distant engaging darting but always blue . sometimes i wondered what they had seen how such beauty could see pain suffering shed tears . i looked she looked we saw the future two glances dancing a collision course across a table for two while our eyes made us one tolbert ...

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Trailing, doubts arise, Then a spark, the tide will turn, New lead takes the court. ©bfa042425 ...

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At his wife he shouted: I’ve had my fill; your cooking gets first prize for swill. Why, it isn’t even fit for a hungry pig. Is that why, she shouted, you down big and bigger portions, and why your nose dives blindly into it and disappears? Wake up, porky. What do you suppose I’ve been feeding all these years?...

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table set for two sitting waiting by the phone endless night AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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“There’s a cow at the table,” I whispered, not wanting to be rude. It’s horns curled like question marks, which seemed quite Apropos Now that I’ve been to college, I can tell you, there’s a lot that I don’t know. But a cow at the table, no matter how well dressed, left me, well, confused. “How do you Dooooo?”...

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Turnips are delicious, Turmeric is tasty: Tartlets are officious, Truffles make for hasty Toss-ups. It seems vicious, Turbot served in pasty Titbits. It’s pernicious! ...

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