Food Terza Rima Poems

The drought had swept throughout the land
But under Pharoah’s dream-led reign
Joseph foresaw, provisions planned

So Jacob sent his sons for grain
And down to Egypt, down they...

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A man had two horses, each a fine stallion, both buddies and good friends. It so happened, one of them lost eyesight in an accident....

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Drinking my hot coffee in the morning 
While drinking my coffee, looking at my wife
Drinking my coffee, makes it goodmorning. 

As I sit there looking...

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Jesus lived up to his claim: "I am the fine shepherd"* 
who put the well-being of his flock ahead of his own.  
"Come be...

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Mother earth gently moans the greenhouse effect
From unhealthy car fumes floating through the air
That’s causing devastation to our climate
Back to back hurricanes and tornadoes reek...

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'Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude...
whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers.'
           (Quoted by...

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Oozing honey from a wild honey comb 
same like returning sweetness of childhood
drips from my mind and all over it roam.

Rabbit does live in the...

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"How sweet to the heart are the scenes of my childhood"
              ...

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A black widow spider spins a silk thread
into a near-transparent dream catcher;
filling her with joy and her meals with dread.

A very cunning, deadly flycatcher
ready to...

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When you awaken caught in the web 
where the dew sparkles of rainbows clearly cut 
sunlight appears dressed within a sparkle 

Diamond Light you illuminate...

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Struck nine on Richter scale, seismic waves so       
          ...

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The birth of a kid is just an adventure
Which has its start about nine months before 
After an instant of joy or of  venture,

When...

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Uplifted his mouth from wild and fierce meal
That sinner, it furbishing at the hair
Of head on back of which he had to steal.

Then started: “You...

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So many people and the various sores
Intoxicated in such a way my eyes,
That wanted open to crying their doors.

But Virgil told : “What for you...

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Whoever might with just free words beside
Speak of the blood and in full too of sores
Which I saw now, with a narration wide?

Any speech will...

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