Most Commented Food Poems (148)

Sugar hates me!
Lollipop dislikes me!
Toffee ignores me!
Caramel detests me!

Candy calls me ugly!
Cane calls me crazy!

Fudge's angry with me!
Praline's upset with me!
Peanut butter gets mad at me!
Even Jelly beans already banned me!!!

Why do they strike me?

That’s easy!
They envy 'cause I’m just SWEETER.)))



Actually they should hate 'YOU' more.

'YOU' make me SWEE---T! and sweeter day by day!

The pimpernel arose one morning
with scratches lathed depth within the back

from left to write
an anger

seethed with all that's black

to drag the rug to muddied waters
with no rhyme or sodden reason

I say
stand up you bastard

for you
have committed treason

within this court
of foolish wigs

so standing with the worst of pigs

honk and snort as you do

for I shall slice you
through and through

for wayward words that cut and grovel like lice

hidden you cringe

face one
like me

I'll take you down
through paragraghs of life


bidding you
with no bow in place

adiue sweet one

I rest my case.

HELLO ! Is that the S.G. Coffee House ?
I'd really like to book the a-la-carte,
Table for two with a red rose please,
For Josephine and Napoleon Blownaparte,

We'll decide on our meal when we arrive,
It will definitely be an Erotic dinner,
For on this S.G. challenge I can confess,
J. & I will hopefully be the winner.

In advance of our order I can declare,
It must be cooked in a boiling pot,
For everything J & I do share,
Is always extremely hot.

The starter will need to be dripping of juice,
The steaks, we'll complain if they're thin,
But desert just has to be hot dark chocolate,
So we can lick it off each others skin.

To Finnish we'll try the fruits of Love,
Juicy and ripe and exotic,
By then I'll be well under Josephine's spell,
Whose eyes are totally hypnotic.

Can I ask you lastly, for a spare double room,
I predict we'll need a place for sinning,
Where the other Poet's night will be over for sure,
J & I , will be only beginning.

I raised my own turkey one year,
to be part of our Yuletide fare,
he lived in the house like a pet,
and we spared no expense on his care.

When it came to the fateful day,
for the gathering to be fed,
it was with a heavy heart,
I took an axe and cut off his head.

Then, on the very next day,
half asleep in my favourite chair,
his spirit appeared right before me,
the turkey’s ghost on the stair.

And now every year at Christmas,
since through that bird’s neck I sliced,
my turkey comes back to haunt me,
in the form of a poultrygeist.

YOU SAY YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT IT; BUT YOU CANNOT! IF YOU ARE WITHOUT THESE YUMMIES FOR MORE THAN TWO DAYS,YOU WILL NOT WALK, BUT TROT; TO YOUR LOCAL SUPER MART, AND COLLECT ALL THE GOODIES THAT YOU CRAVE FOR! ONCE YOU FILL UP; YOU WILL BE READY FOR ALL THAT LIFE HAS IN STORE! MY FAVORITE IS M#MS PEANUTS! I CANNOT GO WITHOUT THEM! I EVEN TALK TO THEM WHILE I"M ENJOYING THEIR GOODNESS! MY CATS ARE IN AWE OF ME AS I WIPE UP ANY THAT HAVE TOUCHED THE GROUND; FOR IF THEY ATE ONE; IT WOULD MAKE THEM EXTREMELY ILL, AND LIKEWISE FOR ME FOR I SHALL ALWAYS PROTECT THEM AT WILL! SO WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE? THERE ARE SO MANY TO CHOOSE! DO WHAT I DO; SNACK OUT ONCE A WEEK; AND YOU WILL HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE!

To cook or not to cook -
That is the question
Whether ‘tis nobler
To toss fresh veggies in the pot
And simmer, boil or fry
Until they wilt and gradually die
Or to take arms
Against the savage slaughter
And serve them raw
And suffer indigestion

For who would bear
All that butchered food
The candy, cakes and crepes,
The rubber of cooked meat
On top of mashed potatoes
When he himself could dream
Of something raw…

To sleep - perchance to crave:
Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep
What recipe may come
Of how to pack raw veggies
In a blender
And by the blend
To make a mighty soup
Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished
And left for thou to try..

To make it creamy
Peel half avocado,
Do not forget
To throw away the pit
For sweetness, clean
And add sliced carrots,
Size matters,
So pick two or even three
For color green,
Throw in sunflower sprouts
A handful, maybe two will do
Thy never heard of those?
Not to worry, sub for any other
Green thou like to chew
For tint of sour,
Peel and slice a lemon
For flavor,
Get to add seaweed –
Wakame, dulse,
Kelp or any other –
For they may taste
Much the same to thee..
To spice things up,
Toss in an inch of ginger,
When bold, thou double it to two
Not to forget
A tablespoon of miso
To sub for salt
And try out something new
Then herbs -
A handful of cilantro,
Dill, parsley, thyme or basil -
Just to name a few..
The last but not the least -
Throw in one sliced onion
And two-three cloves of garlic
For a pungent oomph
Transfer all thou have prepared
To a blender,
Add water halfway to the rim.
DO NOT FORGET
To fit the jar with cover
And mighty soup
Is ready for a spin
To the desired smoothness
Of thy dreams...

But that the dread
Of something after meal,
The undiscovered country
Of raw food
From whose bourn
No traveler returns
(Since been kept captive on a john)
Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear
Those foods we have
Than try out others
tThat we know not of?

If "somedays" were sprinkles and cherry toppings,
And 'probably" was icing on cake,
Then I'd spend everyday just stuffing my face,
Gorging my worries away,
If "if's" and "but's" were candy and nuts,
And "maybe's" were peaches on cream,
If every "almost" was cinnamon toast,
Oh what a world it would be...

Trapped

No way out of this place
We're hungry so we stuff our face
On endless sweets we continually feast
There's food suspended all around me
I'm floating in a sugary sea
Don't even have to move you see
Defecating as I eat
I continue gorging
Spreading seed
Multiplying in quantity
Till food is scarce and it's hard to breathe
Now in a world of mostly feces
Suffering in extreme toxicity
As we drown in sewage and piss
And our bodies slowly sink
Into an alcohol abyss
With my dying thought I think
"We had to die in our own shit
so you could have a drink
Oh what a life we lived..."

Signed Sincerely...The yeast

©Antonio Acosta

Chocolate - An Acrostic - what was I thinking?

C - Chocolate Oh Chocolate
H - Hormones raging asking for more chocolate
O - Over-indulgence a monthly predicament
C - Chocolate Oh watch out when I crave
O - of all things sweet and yummy treats
L - Late night or early morning I crave for it
A - another dose, another shot; forget the weight
T - Tea, coffee...dear they just couldn't compare to the
E - Excitement that explodes as CHOCOLATE+taste-buds in mouth collide!

He watched her eyes as they sparkled in anticipation, he slowly brought it to her mouth, touched it to her lips and traced their full luscious outline.

Her eyes grew dreamy as she opened her mouth and he gently slid it into her warm waiting mouth.

He watched as she sucked slowly and her eyes closed in extasy as she swollowed the thick creamy liquid.
she groaned and her tongue darted out to lick her lips to get the rest he had left there when he began.

She sighed and opened her eyes, smiled a wicked smile and waited as he reached for another creamy chocolate in the box to begin again.