#eat poems on Hello Poetry

Zero Nine May 2017

Mind the sprouts
Pass on the egg
That's mayonaise
See, I'm fat
Don't want that
For you

Beef and pork
Friends cow and pig
My dividends:
Lunchtime.
Dinnertime.
To feed

Order the billy club
Then masticate
Avoid the tuna fish
Avoid the weight

....

#meat #ham #pig #cow #eat #jimmy #johns

Mims May 2017

Book-eater

I'm reading,
My third book this week,
I'm eating,
Swallowing literature whole,
One after the other,
A light snack,
(Teeny bopper, singletons)
But sometimes those stories don't satisfy.
(Poe, Cummings,)
Oh,
The list grows,
Like vegetables,
In a garden of wonder,
I wonder,
How many I can devour..
Before I explode.

My books are my escape, get me on the train.

#books #eating #eat #metaphor #insane #insanity #weird #depression #food #disorder

George Krokos May 2017

Simple Observation #273 - Man acts like a parasite......

Man acts like a parasite on the surface of the earth
and eats away at the life of the planet since his birth.
___

From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.

#man #parasite #earth #eat #life #planet #birth

June Frederic Hannon Apr 2017

Exorcism of She, Part I

Whatever I eat I have no hunger
Just gut pain
Dilated and constricted all over
Taking and it just keeps going
I keep smoking
High or low
Can't get it out
I can't get it out
It's starving me out
I am in pain!
And the dialogues just keep
Scrolls of them rolling
Noises from the bathroom
No one's home
Distant triggers from real surroundings
Bringers back to life
The orchestra
Eyes prune in sockets
Can't close 'em
What do I need
To be so ******* awake for anyway?
Water want nothing
I am rabid

#whatever #i #eat #have #no #hunger #just #gut #pain #dilated #and #constricted #all #over #taking #it #keeps #going #keep #smoking #high #or #low #cant #get #out #its #starving #me #am #in #the #dialogues #scrolls #of #them #rolling #noises #from #bathroom #ones #home #distant #triggers #real #surroundings #bringers #back #to #life #orchestra #eyes #prune #sockets #close #em #what #do #need #be #so #******* #awake #for #anyway #water #want #nothing #rabid

Kee Apr 2017

Tian, P2.

3,452 holes in the wall.
I've counted all of them.
1,000 times this month.
My eyes closed, but sleep never comes.
So I count the holes in my wall.
Sometimes I listen to cars go by, or birds chirping.
Most times it's them yelling.
About me, or the bills.
Sometimes they even argue about what to ******* eat.
I hate them both.
I wish they would've killed me instead.
4 more years until I'm free.
Until then...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

i wrote this spontaneously but i put a bit more thought into it. as of right now, Tian is 12. I know in USA (That's where she's living) it's 18 for the legal age, but I feel like it's too long of a wait and this is fiction, so 16 it is :)
I don't want to tell the whole poem, but I do want to say that she suffers from insomnia and you'll learn why in the next part of the series :)
Thanks for reading!

#friends #sleep #insomnia #birds #eat #walls #parents #arguing #holes #chirping

nicoii Dec 2016

scrumptious

your daily meals consisted exclusively of the compassionate ones
and the more they felt for you
the tastier they were

didn't mommy ever tell you not to play with your food?

#metaphor #regret #pain #eat #used #compassion

George Krokos Dec 2016

Simple Observation #250 - A bitter lemon .....

A bitter lemon can never be sweet
but it enhances the food that we eat.
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From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.

#food #sweet #bitter #never #eat #lemon #enhances

Macy Opsima Nov 2016

stick

they said that my collarbones
was a fascinating sight,
my bones looks as if they're dying to escape
like how words fall from my mouth.
so i avoided things that could fill me
and satisfied myself with the feeling of hollow.
maybe the one can effortlessly lift me
as we kiss in the pouring rain
and i would never have to squeeze lemons
into a fabric again.
my bones will form a sharp edge
preventing people from hurting me again
and someday, i will feel safe.

although there would be nights
of scratching my skins and biting my lips
until i can taste again - a sense i havent used in days.
there would be pain from the center
i will cry but they will stay.
because people only likes to touch beautiful & frail things.
the more ethereal you look,
the more they'll handle you with care
and thats the saddest truth i learned.

i will continue to make myself look like a stick
so maybe people will stick with me.

#poem #sad #hate #sadness #anorexia #thin #eat #freeverse #dysmorphia #lowercase

Anubis the Philosomancer Nov 2016

Eating Out

"... i have a strange feeling
that when you ask
if I want to get some food,
to 'eat out,'
i have something
entirely different
in mind, and
t'is a **** shame
if it's not on the menu-
Yet, I digress,
nevertheless,
and correct me if i'm wrong,
my answer is yes
especially if you're thinking
what i am."

With more than just 'due respect.'

#desire #food #*** #out #eat #fine #dining