Love Poems About Chicken or Chicken Love Poems
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: write,

Running Out of Ideas Is Impossible

Running out of ideas?
That is impossible if you have a:
TV set
toilet paper
drum set
spiders web
grand child
space aliens

by Mariana Pavlich |
Categories: husband, love, thank you,

Purple Ink Carefully Formed Letters

To my Moonbeam leaping stag,
box  of  miscellaneous keys two
little shelves your favorite chicken 
salad  with pot of  Lady  Grey tea.
Royal jelly honey-based receipe
all natural retorative  toiletries.
Splendid Summer afternoon
strolling and chatting in the deep 
wicker chair at the old country house.

by Sajdah Al-Riyami |
Categories: teen

With That Creep!

When i sat
With "That -Boy-"
He would stand

"I love you,girl
With your pretty curls-done-
And that booty shaking
Moves,clashing to your moody-times-

It like heaven!"
He even-said-
"To sit and know
That "wow"-you!-

Your just so-
So booty,so -shaking-"
And that all he'd say
That i was,in a way,-hott-

But dude,those days
Are anyways-past-
Hes gone along now,no more
Of all those-BootyCalls-

Because Boy,Im no meat
Im not Heated-up-
Chicken Breasts
So stop staring at my chest-Creep!-

by Paula Goldsmith |
Categories: child, dog, food, humor, love, sleep, smile,


Quote By Poet "Puppies and kittens are what little kids dreams are made of." 

My puppy is tan and small,
she likes to sleep in mommy's shawl.
She loves to play ball,
while I play with my doll.
We like to play outside,
where she will run and hide.
I will put her in my doll buggy for a ride,
her smile becomes a mile wide.
It's time to go inside,
dinner is ready with chicken that has been fried.

by Jillian Sabecky |
Categories: caregiving, family, food, for him, funny love, giggle, passion,

Banana Bread

Today my husband said ' I can really go for some banana bread' 
But this is what I made instead.

A gallon of Sweet Tea.
A bowl of Green Pea's.
Turkey Club on whole wheat followed by Smoked Meat.
Corn on the Cob along with Broccoli Raab.
Chicken Wings. Shoe Strings.
Pineapple upside down cake. A chocolate Shake. 
Baked Potato served with a Stuffed Tomato

Now my husband has a belly ache. 
I don't think he likes it, when I bake.

by Brileigh Cagley |
Categories: food, i love you, love,

Chicken Nuggets

Chicken nuggets
They fill me up
They give me life
They're a necessity 
My love for thy chicken nuggets, 
Compares to no other
Chicken nuggets

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: food,

A Tri-Pie Epulaeryu Delight

Comfort Food: Chicken Pot Pie

Savory gravy bubbling
through slits in the top
of Mama’s flaky crust;
chunks of potatoes,
peas, and white chicken -
Comfort for 

Pizza Pie

A saucy Mama Mia
topped with mounds of cheese,
meat, and veggies of your choice.
Slices of heaven.
Who doesn’t love this?
Pizza is

Fruit Pie

Blueberries or raspberries
heaped in to a shell.
Rhubarb; cinnamon apple,
lemon or key lime!
I’ll eat any time
such sweetened

For the Plenitude of Pies Poetry Contest of Sheri Fresonke Harper

by Savannah Rose Harper |
Categories: foodlove,

Chicken Strips

Chicken strips are awesome
They are so good to me
I eat them every day!
Go chicken strips!

Chicken strips are tasty
They are so crunchy too!
I LOVE them!
Yeah chicken strips!

Chicken strips are like family
I NEVER let them go!
They are so close to me!
Cool! Chicken strips!

Go go chicken!
Go go go chicken strips
Go go chicken 
Go go go chicken strips.......................YEAH!
I made up this song so randomly so as you see...I LOVE CHICKEN STRIPS!!!!!

by John Fenn |
Categories: animals, confusion, funny, war

The Worlds Biggest ****

I like chickens, 
They’re cuddly and they’re cute
When I goes out on Friday night
I wears a chicken suit
People stares at me an says
“Just look at him he’s barmy”
They won’t find it so funny
When I’ve raised my chicken army
We’ll take the world by storm 
Then I won’t be the laughing stock
Surrounded by my chickens
I will be the biggest ****

I like chickens
They are my only friends
I love them all, the cockerel
The baby chicks the hens
We’ll dominate the world
And then this bird will rule roost
I’ll **** a doodle doo to give
My birds a morale boost
I’ll march upon the capital
Encircled by my flock
You’ll hear the people turn and say
“Just look at him, the ****!”

by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: beautiful, food, health, love,

Delicious Food - the Rictameter Style

~Delicious Food~ ( Rictameter ) Awesome Delicious food Chicken stir-fry to eat All the vegetables are great Onions,green, red peppers,carrots,mushrooms Full of flavor and so healthy Chicken is so tender Serve it with rice Awesome! Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012
October.04.2016 ~Author's Notes: The Rictameter is a popular invented poetry form or style that popped up on the internet in the last decade or so. No one seems to take credit as the source for it.

by Robert Heemstra |
Categories: age, how i feel, love, marriage,

2 Peas In a Pod

I thank God every morning we have met
for the fun we have doesn't have a price
and the love we have we'll never forget
we both love sweet and sour chicken with rice

It is true we are two peas in a pod
and we both know that life is never fair
and we don’t share the same belief of God
Having you in my life brought it some flair

I’m almost a decade older than you
I know now age does make a difference
I know my love for you is always true
Maybe someday we’ll have that picket fence

This is much more than a marriage my wife
This is the greatest adventure of life

by Tom Wright |
Categories: food,

Hot Wings

Hot Wings, I love them
If each chicken had twenty
I'd sprout pen feathers

by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: food, funny, nostalgia,

Sunday Dinner With Mama-In-Law

I wouldn't mind sharin'
With Wilda H. Perrin
A fried chicken section
She burnt to perfection

White beans from the navy
Gummy rice with gravy
Green beans smothered down
Until they turn brown

Fussin' and complainin'
"I love you", she's sayin'
By moanin' and bitchin'
And cleaning the kitchen...

*She usually forgot to check the chicken and sometimes smoked up the whole house...If anyone DARED to come help, she would retort, "Who's the cook here 
anyway? Open the damn door!" Also, NOBODY complained when it was time to eat!

by Tahira Parveen |
Categories: cute love, food, funny, happiness, insect, nature,

Mukbang- Asmr, With Little Bee

This poem is in conjunction with the video above. Mukbang Asmr- Little Bee Enter my little abode For a special event a “ Mukbang” So many things to eat Toastie with tea Doughnuts Chicken and chips with coke This is so amazing, So delightful, so tasty Melts in the mouth Crunching and munching away For a busy bee like me This is so good Look and enjoy and take your time To watch me eat my meal.

by Jack Ellison |
Categories: fun,

Mary Had a Little Chicken

Mary had a little lamb, she also had a chicken It's little beak hurt, but not as much as the lamb's kickin' Imagine now If she had a cow Oh my love sure would go out to this munchkin © Jack Ellison 2015

by Marty King |
Categories: appreciation, for her, love,

My Love For You Is Limitless

there is no limit to the love i feel
when you enter the room of my heart, your sincerity is so real

your presence in my life is chicken soup to my soul
it warms my body right, and i am right back in control

without you the rain seems to always fall forever
even when the sun is shining, the blue deluge buries all the treasure

a love like yours is like a rare, moderate summer day
no humidity exists....only cool, breezy vibes in a sweet array

by Pam Deremer |
Categories: angel, cat, death of a friend,

My Angel In Fur

Angel's of old...
with their great wings outspread,
seen with bright light and a heavenly glory...
is not quite how it goes
in this modern day story.
Mine starts with some fur...
and a whisker or two...
with chicken or furniture he'd rather chew.
He comes with four paws and a long flowing tail,
his mission is clear...
which brings me to here.
He too came to bring love and compassion,
a special gift from above...
with meows never rationed.


by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories: day,

A Day In May

The eighth of May, is mother’s day,
My son keeps chickens, eggs to lay,
Kids came for lunch, love them so, 
Told us about their chicken Flo,
Laying not easy, Flo clucked loud,
Hungry after her feat, was proud,
Greedy for seed put neck through pen,
Just too far, now a beheaded hen.

Competition Entry: A LAY FOR A DAY IN MAY
DATED: 08/05/2022

by Sally Zaragoza |
Categories: blessing, children, home, love,


My mom
one of six daughters
a wild one not easily tricked
or oppressed
if she hears no she says what who and why
she makes noise when expected to be silent
the black sheep of the family
fire and fury in her veins
a rebel 
ready to  protect
Her beautiful voice
she can sing 
I know because her
song beats in my memory
She can cook too
memorable french fries her grandchildren boast
fluffy mashed potatoes only a few granddaughters can replicate
Fried chicken not sure if this recipe was passed down
and the homemade tortillas mm mm good a necessity but a treat for us kids 
so much more
but for me my mom gave me the gift of faith 
My mom unique and my one only true Love.

by Jessica Renee Dawson |
Categories: angst, body, caregiving, family, first love, food, june, loneliness, night, old, summer, together,

Dinner In the Wind

The wind chimes ring to a summer’s breeze,
        With the fragrant smell of hot chicken baking
                Wafting around, setting hearts at ease—
        As wind chimes ring to a summer’s breeze
—The rain falls gently on the growing trees. 
        The old couple waits with bodies aching;
Hearing wind chimes ringing to a summer’s breeze—
        With the fragrant smell of hot chicken baking

by Dino Spahillari |
Categories: parody,

Stupid Superhero

In his la-la-world
he is a superhero
fake teeth
fake hair
fake love
fake dreams
instead of wife
has a decoy
plastic figures
instead of kids
mac chicken bites
and burger kings
instead of underwear
playing nonstop 
video games
killing fake monsters 
by thousands
selling ice cubes to eskimoes
and cigarettes
to the cubans
the only super power he has
is sneezing,
and farting hard
and drinking beer 
at the same time...

by Guy Chaifetz |
Categories: food,

Chicken In the Pot

The sun is setting and soon I’ll be getting in the mood,
For some chicken in the pot, my favorite kind of food.
Some chicken thighs, potatoes, red peppers and tomatoes.
Add onions, mushrooms, and carrots, whatever you say goes.

Then choose some kind of marinade, it really doesn’t matter.
Salad dressing, barbecue, or maybe something hotter.
Bake for an hour at 350 degrees and soon it will be done.
Let it coast for ten minutes after it’s out of the oven.

If you’re lazy like I am and don’t want to spend hours
In the kitchen making something that you will devour.
Then follow my simple recipe that I’ve described above.
And you will have a dinner, that you will surely love.

by Daver Austin |
Categories: holiday,

Television Watch


no catastrophe
it’s two thousand and thirteen
everything survived
faulty mayan chicken bones?
or just a few days delay?

i’m watching TV
and the noisy times square crowd
counting the seconds
watching the huge ball descend
58 -9- and –midnight!

the old year is gone
it’s two thousand and thirteen
so? how should i feel
with the noise and confetti
wasted by eighty-three years?

i must shrug
aware of horns and fireworks
my cats running round
then there is this sudden hush
i yawn  - stretch – snap the TV

Seriously. This is just me. Y'all have a great New Year.
Love, daver

by Fritz Purdum |
Categories: care, family, health, love, mom,

7up and Chicken Soup

7up and chicken soup
Mom feed to us to recoup
Feed a fever stuff a cold
Nourished health illness stole
Was it the hot soup and 7up?
That really got us back up
Or was the love and care of mom
Soothing life's troubles calm.

by Michelle Prital |
Categories: inspirational, passion, uplifting,

Poetrysoup I Love You

A Vishyssoise of poets
Chicken soup for the soul
A site for we, who use it
Our talents to extol

A borscht of bards and artists
A consomme of flair!
Sonneteers and writers
Who with our pen do dare!

Poetry Soup I love you!
Anonymous yet warm
A broth of faceless friends
A shelter from the storm

A hearty bowl of stock
With feedback, thanks and praise
A wonton soup of cyber chums
With talent to amaze!