Food Winter Poems

Our summer crops are in and larders full
So we are now well stocked for winter’s worst
When we will face freezing Arctic attacks.
Our stock contains dried...

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Take a spoon and take a scoop. 
Then the ice cream fiend comes out. 
He doesn’t like foot prints. 
In the ice cream.

Cold, but in...

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The town, ripped up like a carpet—flung to the side like a broken leg. In its scar the soldiers marched. Chanted for a ruler who...

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Winter Warmup

Cold
salad.
Cold! Salad?
Warming up, though
I thought, beforehand,
about warming soup. Soup?
Who needs to sip, now? I don’t!
My salad, topped with yesterday’s
tomatoes, dressed with ranch and fig,...

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A scary scene did  all them greet
the steamer crew one day,
no keepers did they see or meet
not touched, the room, did lay.

3 blackbirds watched...

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Cooler breezes give us relief from the stifling heat,
A signal autumn is coming, and summer is in full retreat.

Leaves on the trees turn yellow, orange,...

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From the beginning of May,
I had tried to stay away,
That was how I found another place,
Luckily, it has a piano to occupy me.
Then, the incident...

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All empty streets are paved with sleet,
it's not cold enough for a snowfall;
the cheek-boned guy is seeking a place to sleep,
he has found shelter in...

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I dilly dally my way through a regular Monday
Icy rain covers my driveway by three o’clock
I slip and slide on it, weather reports come in
Monster...

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A Solar trims the Earth's waistline,
while Polars bare all the segments,
Springing up those northern steppes leans sublime,
the Vernal Equinox presents,
then, on March 20th, it will...

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Morning Fog

This morning
when there is much to do inside,
there is fog outside my window.
The fog I sought two mornings ago
that caused me to dash to...

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Its a cold December and there is reason to believe
The establishment wants the homeless dead 
No fire no embers, each and all of us grieve...

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"Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer"

Momma got run over by Santa,
last night walking to see Nana.
Please say this is not so,
it happened in the...

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There is magic in ...
Sugar and snowflakes, 
When wonder does begin
As December awakes

Where this magic comes from 
Do we really need to know ...
From first...

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I have got to wake up 
And I have got to get dressed, with eyeshadow
With the intent of wings of a butterfly – my face,...

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