Toast Poems

Time for champagne

Lift the champagne glass for a toast,
Make the night sparkle with delight.
Neither of us will sleep till dawn—
On our bed, love waits patiently.
Please, let’s not break the vow we made.








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Name: Maclawrence Famuyiwa 
Poem date: June 11th, 2025
Contest title: Abecederian In Five Poetry Contest

            

Prescribed Celebration

(yes, I'm serious)

Three minutes.

That’s how long it took
to name a swarming mess:
A self-appointed poet
with rogue chemicals sizzling in her nerves.
The diagnosis long and fancy—
bitter but addictive 
on my tongue,
like the gin I’ve grown fluent in.
(Is that why his voice was slurred?)

              

Would You Like Some Toast

Would You Like Some Toast?
 I’m just a guy named Nacho Libra.
 I work at an orphanage.
 They gave me cooking duties.
 And dead guy duty.
 Would you like some chips on your salad?
 Where are the spices?
 Would you like some toast?
 With these eagle eggs, all have the best wrestling moves.
 Sometimes I

Callimachus English Translations II

Callimachus English translations

For Gail White

To the Cup-Bearer
by Callimachus
translation by Michael R. Burch

Decant the wine then toast "To Diokles!" Nor does the beautiful boy Achelous touch his hallowed ladlefuls. So beautiful the boy, Achelous, passing beautiful, and if any disagree, let me alone comprehend real beauty.

Pitiless ship, having borne away my life’s sole light,
I beseech you

The Art of Preparing a Roast

The art of preparing a roast
Is different from that of a toast.
Don’t cook it too dry,
Nor crusty like pie,
More moist will most boast of the host.

a toast to health

this is the year 
i make my dreams 
become reality

i want to make my health priority
though the reasons may sound cliché

indeed, we're not getting any younger
who knows what's in store tomorrow
we can't take our health for granted

yes, we're as youthful as we feel
let's muster what energy we've got
get out there and enjoy life to its

Happy New Year-2025

Where’s twenty-twenty four 
Standing by the door 
Ready to leave 
Would you believe? 
Another annual cycle is done 
Completing three hundred sixty-five day run
Fifty-two-week span 
Now inserted into the time capsule can 
Events remembered 
January to December 
Moments treasured 
Memories pressured 
Take the good with the bad 
Happy and sad 
There were tears 
Cheers 
Nothing

Burnt Toast

What a peculiar smell
The kitchen is burnt with the taste of raw chicken and rotten tomatoes
Too many dead flies lay upon the window sill
Waiting to be swept away with the closing of a curtain
And in the middle of the garden
Cucumbers grow from tops the soil under the tree
Inhibited by the broken house
Shelter to only faeries

Drinking Song

Bring the wine, come let’s dine and have our fill
Of life’s best, be my guest, the world forget;
Let’s have fun, work is done, I’ll foot the bill.

What, your wife? Have a life, man, make her vexed
Just this time; ‘tis no crime to let her fret
For a while, make her rile--even perplexed.

Stay with me, your mind

toast and bread

bread
yeasty delicious
mixing rising baking
soft loaf hard sliced
toasting browning buttering
tasty warm
toast

Lets Talk Toast

I love toast….the smell, the taste
The condiments that give toast wings
Most importantly though
I love the comfort toast brings

Even better when toast is accompanied
By oldest friend and best buddy 
Nothing more comforting or heartwarming
Than toast and tea!!

CAFE

A cute single teen
Enjoys her toast and beans
A young man opens the door
Thier eyes meet over the floor
With cupids arrow in between  
Like a movie love scene

They share a table to feast
Vowing every time they meet
To sit at the same place
Over the table, face to face
But a fire the following week 
Closed the cafe

Cheers to cheerios

Cheers originated in the U.K.,
a long time ago, and is used
as a toast as most people know..
It later evolved into cheerio, a
form of farewell said to folks
as they go..
Wanting to bring joy to the breakfast table,
General Mills chose cheerios as his cereal label.

Toast at Last

I use my toaster oven almost
Every single day.
A toasted bagel starts me off
In just the perfect way.

But lately, it’s been taking
Way too long to get things hot
And to close the door, you have to
Give it everything you’ve got.

This morning signaled its demise;
The door is stuck ajar,
The final culmination proving
It’s not up to par.

But there’s no

12-31-23: A Number's Existential Crisis

'Twas the twilight of the year 
     a twinkling tiara.
December 31st, digits dancing dunes 
     in the Sahara.
One, two, three, one, two, three, 
     it's a prance.
A numerical Irish step dance 
     given a whimsical chance.

In the calendar's corners,

• Short Toast Poems
• Famous Toast Poems
• Best Toast Poems
• Read Toast Poems
• Long Toast Poems
• Toast Quotes