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Poem Details | by
Lawrence Ingle |
Categories:
food, funny, life
A cup of coffee,
And a moonpie,
A muffin fluffy
I just has to buy,
A cheezy burger,
And homemade fries,
A fizzle squirter,
Got in my eyes,
Mashed potatos,
Steak on rye,
With tomatoe,
And ice cream pie.
Poem Details | by
Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories:
children, funny, happiness, imagination, life, nature, uplifting,
Crack, push, wriggle, peck,
Wet duckling appears by night -
Easter breakfast runs
Poem Details | by
Charlie Knowlton |
Categories:
dog, funny, good morning, morning, muse, pollution,
Wisping kitchen sunlight
through dust and wood smoke.
Golden hairs from her body
from a shake as she woke.
Rising up gently
slowly down as they float.
And brushing my oatmeal
with a fresh yellow coat.
Poem Details | by
Joseph Spence Sr |
Categories:
family, food, funny, happiness, health, life, passion,
this breakfast is nice,
bacon, eggs, toast on the side
black coffee to taste
not one drop going to waste
yum, yum, me and my tum, tum!
Poem Details | by
Kevin Leake |
Categories:
food, good morning, humor,
Low in sugar, salt and fat
Source of protein
I’m glad of that
High in fibre
Vitamins and iron
It’s on this box
That I’m desiring
Building strength for my body
Healthy eating I like mine soggy
Creating energy for you and me
I like a bowl with a cup of tea
Mix with fruit if you like
These Weetabix are a sure delight
Whole grain wheat is what there made from
Three or four will make me so strong
Have you had your Weetabix today!!
© Copyright KC.Leake
23rd September 2015
All Rights Reserved
Poem Details | by
Kitty Lou |
Categories:
humorous,
If you give a pig a pancake
In hopes that he will cheer-up
Don’t forget the butter
And lots of maple syrup
You can offer him some toast
A knife, a spoon and fork
But please don't offer bacon
Because pigs will not eat pork!
Poem Details | by
Courtney Courtney |
Categories:
art, fantasy, food, friendship, funny, happiness, husband, love, wife,
Breakfast begins with out a care
Waffles and applesauce
Thats what love is
This mourning here with you
I just reminisced
Our first kiss
And this mourning
It's applesauce to you
And just because
I hit life's pause
I now give sauce
And it's because
Of the things you do
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
humorous,
It was barely a rat-a-tat-tat
A gnarly green grasshopper stood on my mat
Well hello, I said. Want some peanut butter toast?
If he has a big mouth, I’ll show him a host.
He dances right in with a merry band of six.
One brings a guitar. The trombone I nix.
The old man’s asleep. Oh gee! That’s a bummer!
We want him to become our rock and roll drummer.
So I wake him up and he readily does an audition.
We’ll decide soon they say, but now we’re going fish’n.
I hope I was good enough, my old man says, happy.
They issue him an invite, and rename him Snap Pappy.
Poem Details | by
Judy Reeves |
Categories:
humorous, irony, memory,
Fancied boiled eggs
with brown bread for this morning’s breakfast.
Well, that was the plan.
Boiled them for ten minutes
then out of the pan.
Put them by the breadbin
I would surely not forget.
Pottered around the kitchen – tidied up, washed up
pottered around the bedroom – made the bed, tidied up
thought: what shall I have for breakfast?
Oh yeah, muesli, haven’t had that in a while!
made muesli, ate muesli, washed up.
Two eggs sat by the bread bin
still in their shells.
Egg mayo sandwiches for lunch, then.
Unless I forget!
Poem Details | by
Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories:
funny,
Domestic beer and cheap cigars
inflame my lyric flare,
spark my anxious urge
to create something readable,
splurge into visions of sugarplums,
flights of pure fancy, till I have a
poem distilled in my brain.
The struggle to articulate
is pure and simple pleasure,
making mountains out of molehills
and silk purses from sows' ears,
perched at my computer
with my dreams and foolish wishes.
So I'll smoke another stogie,
free a beer from the refrigerator,
write another silly verse to share
with who knows whom;
I'll keep shunning good nutrition
and be grateful to my muse
'til they lay me cold and lifeless in my tomb!
Poem Details | by
Jezabella Singe |
Categories:
caregiving, food, funny, happiness, health, passion,
love of butter,
in pancake fashion,
frying,toasting,
cooking with passion,
better cooked,
then eaten raw,
impatiance is,
my only flaw,
the aroma,
calls my name,
growling stomaches,
are to blame,
for the mess,
i've created,
my hunger though,
has been sated.
spelling mistakes and love.
Poem Details | by
Brian Eatherton |
Categories:
funny
Egg For Breakfast
Did you know
That the French people
Only have one egg for breakfast
As they find that
Un oeuf is enough.
Poem Details | by
Jerry T Curtis |
Categories:
america, humor,
A tisket a tasket
The world is in a basket
And as far as I can tell
It's on the road that leads to Hell
"Come-on man, you gotta laugh !"
Poem Details | by
Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories:
humorous,
Imported beer and fingernails
inflame my lyric flare,
spark my anxious urge
to create something quotable,
splurge into visions of sugarplums,
flights of pure fancy, 'til I have a
poem distilled in my brain.
The struggle to articulate's
an agonizing process,
making mountains out of molehills
and silk purses from sows' ears,
perched at my computer
with my dreams and foolish wishes.
So I'll chew another fingernail,
free a beer from the refrigerator,
write another witty verse to share
with who knows whom.
I'll keep shunning good nutrition
and be grateful to my muse
'til they lay me cold and lifeless in my tomb!
Poem Details | by
Ruchita Sharma |
Categories:
cute, emotions, funny love,
Breakfast is on the way
Tempting dish that takes my breath away
After having parathas, I slay
Poem Details | by
Tom Bell |
Categories:
food, friendship, funny, on writing and words, parody,
I should be a private eye,
and not one with a sty...
Cause I put 2 and 3 together,
Oh, I was being so very clever!
My Sherlock mind, it did deduce,
From clues she left,some too loose...
Just what her choice would be....
At least I could clearly see...
Not donuts and hot tea...
Bacon and eggs? Naw...to easy....
Oatmeal?... Naw, but maybe a bit more close...
I know what your thinkin', "Oh, again,here he goes!!"
She said it every time...
Her choice always Cheerios!!!!
Poem Details | by
Carl Dunford |
Categories:
food, friendship, funny, nice, me, nice,
The table is decked for two.
only people eating, me and you.
The coffee aroma fills the room,
it wont be long its ready soon.
The eggs are on the go,
soft, not too hard I know.
The toast is browning nice and slow,
nice and crispy way to go.
Butter and marmalade too,
any thing else for you.
We sit and eat just us two,
and talk about all things new
whats happend in the last three weeks,
why we could not speak.
I will tell you things you want to know,
this and that and so and so,
You can tell me all about you,
any thing I will listen too.
I have waited long for this,
its some thing I would not miss.
Poem Details | by
Allison Anderson |
Categories:
adventure, childhood, family, children, funny, mother, son
A baba baby beep beep bede beep
goofey bop
a bee I
in the fee I
a hooooo the wind blows
chomp chomp
wiggle wiggle
a boo be dee boo bop bop
more more; all done
aachew . . . . .amphf
a dit dite a dit
a hiccup a ooh
a bu a dah duh
shake a shake
scootch
crash
spill
sip
twist
twist
slide
all done.
Poem Details | by
Daniel Cheeseman |
Categories:
funny
The Blackbird bobs the lawn
This early dewy dawn
Cants his head left and right
For the worm out of sight
Down below a juicy worm
Through the dark wriggly squirm
He slides along without a care
Unaware he is breakfast fare
And the Blackbird hears the noise
Strikes the earth with lethal poise
Grabs poor worm by the tail
Stretching, pulling, can worm prevail
All together pulling, tugging
The worm the soil hugging
And then snapped in two
The Blackbird thinks that will do
Half for me and half for you
And the worm slinks to grow anew
Poem Details | by
Lin Lane |
Categories:
humor,
I am so grateful to live in our idyllic world,
waking each morning to French toast and brew.
In my cup, hazelnut creamer you've swirled
then I'm treated to romantic nudges from you.
I love cuddling together in an amorous hug
and kisses on the dawn of each newborn day.
You're sweeter than sugar stirred in my mug
Held in your arms I'm eagerly swept away.
In our morning trysts I surrender with a sigh,
in the midst of playful caresses on the bed.
You've always ignited the sparks in my eyes,
but, Honey, you forgot the jam for my bread.
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
humorous,
I am thirsty but cannot make a decision.
We have orange juice
prune juice
cranberry juice
apple juice
tomato juice
red grapefruit juice
We are out of cranberry juice, my husband reports.
Well, this helps a little.
We have chocolate milk, white milk, strawberry milk.
I think I’ll have coffee, I tell him.
I hear him groan.
My coffee is made with several extra steps.
You have to add a packet of cocoa, chocolate milk and two sugars.
Poem Details | by
Keith Bickerstaffe |
Categories:
humor,
Domestic beer and cheap cigars
inflame my lyric flare,
spark my anxious urge
to create something readable,
splurge into visions of sugarplums,
flights of pure fancy, till I have a
poem distilled in my brain.
The struggle to articulate is
pure and simple pleasure,
making mountains out of molehills,
silk purses from sows' ears,
perched at my computer
with my dreams and foolish wishes.
So I'll smoke another stogie,
free a beer from the refrigerator,
write another silly verse to share
with God knows whom;
I'll keep shunning good nutrition
and be grateful to my muse
'til they lay me cold and lifeless in my tomb!
Poem Details | by
James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
animal, engagement, food, funny, innocence,
terrifying synopsis,
pink and purple rhinoceros,
bluegill and Gail winds...
blowing
wild winds and rains saturate the home panes
Weathered Breakfast
invisible questions,
plural and singular,
Raisin Brand™ cereal
eaten
there is a storm brewing in the jungle
and all the little monkey's are eating banana's with breakfast
Weathered Breakfast
2/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Poem Details | by
Jim Slaughter |
Categories:
health, humor,
The most important meal of the day
Is a healthy breakfast,
If nutritionists are to be trusted.
But "healthy" depends on one's point of view,
So that bubble's about to be busted.
How do chickens and pigs figure into the plan,
And what's the value of their contribution?
And how much credit should each one get
For cholesterol and protein distribution?
In a hearty breakfast of ham and eggs
The following must be admitted:
The chicken is more or less involved,
The pig is fully committed.
Poem Details | by
Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories:
humor,
awful
waffle