Two Poems About Food

[ChloeC]

Here are the two additional poems that I wrote some time ago, both with a food motif. The first is obvious, but the second is closer to my heart.

A Poem to Liver

My mother the heavens bless her soul
Tried variety with every meal
So beets and spinach were usual fare
At our table, where the common was rare
Cabbage and broccoli I could stand.
Even Brussel sprouts or mint with lamb
Lima beans and whole prunes without the Danish
It was clean up the plate or go to bed famished

For winter breakfast, all I wanted in my bowl
Was Frosted Flakes or Cheerio’s, a simple goal
Instead I got Farina or Cream of Wheat,
Corn Meal Mush or Oatmeal – what a treat!
On vacation, when all should be sweet and bliss,
Where cold orange juice was not to be missed
I got grapefruit juice, unsweetened to boot
Pork and beans for dinner. Objections were moot.

My mother insisted with a straight face.
If ever I was asked out, to eat all with grace
Whatever was served, I would know what to do
Sample it all, smile, and swallow it too.
With all this odd fare, and all that I ate
There was one meal she prepared that I will ever hate
It smelled like bacon and appeared to look fine
But liver with onions is where I draw the line.

 

A Special Delight

A treat for me, each day I find
It comes in handy, to ease my mind
A moment’s relief from the daily stress
It gives me peace – I wouldn’t want less.

I relish the moment, the taste divine
The texture, the feel, a delight quite fine.
It may not be good for me, I care not
I’ll nibble on it anyway, accepting my lot.

Too soon it’s all gone, but still I can find
Searching the wrapper, scraps left behind.
I’ll lick the wrapper, too, when others don’t see
For, nothing comes between my treat and me

It goes straight to my hips, yes it’s true
My tummy too, another work-out’s due.
So, off to the gym, I give my bag a pat
For buried deep down is some more chocolate.

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