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(W)hole
I go to fat
dine to lose me
and increase
the whole
Poems on the topic: food
Poems on the topic “food” on Poets.by.
Snack
I bit into a kind word
there had been nothing to dine on in the house
and it was a treat
the great dark ink of it
Over-eater
I hate myself for my diet
victualing as an offering
my heart on paper
exed out
Strange kitchen
a strange kitchen
the stomach
it cannot make too much
for the land
24-hour diner
lips after a sandwich beyond all shame
stop for a stew
some of the best parts of joy
are contrary to faith
O that infinite mouth
what will be the end of it
I wish for a change
there were no last supper
Prison food
prisoners forced to eat skin
and monstrous fat
kiss the flung stone
raw as their opinions of sin
of a fancy woman
of more sleep
Fast food
a sandwich for dinner
in a car park
there is a test every day
of how to live
Fitness
to dine well is to live
I will be fit as an urn
Seasoning
I eat out of the pot
his gold-laced suit still
on my mind
Marrow
morning rain
only a dish of marrow bones
left in the world
Consumer report
Too full, I went out
into the full land
and stayed to eat
a tired horse
not able to keep pace
with my fat.
Aphorism
The greatest art men make, they eat.
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