by Beryl Edmonds |
Categories:
music, poetry, poets, write,
Write on!
'Tis said that music be the food of love
Then poetry is surely love's hors d'ouvre
The poet's hand is guided from above
And writes of earthly passion with such verve.
Is poetry perchance love's melody?
For rhyme and music both so please the ear
They complement each other splendidly
Proclaiming what all lover's long to hear.
Hark the opera singer's soaring voice
The passion in their song so loud and clear
Then for the poet, let us all rejoice
For without words, there'd be no song to hear.
Thus poetry and music are as one
Romantic poets everywhere: write on!
15th January 2021
by Paul Curtis |
Categories:
love
When will I reach the main event?
I’m tired of dainty canapés
I’ve had too many hors d'oeuvres
They are getting on my nerves
When will I reach the Entrée?
When will I meet the one I seek?
My life long dining companion
by Kai Michael Neumann |
Categories:
love,
She dug into the garden of Eden
A first of thirst longing for hidden thrust
Curves of sweet blossomed hors d'oeuvre to feed in
Charmed beauty or was it only pure lust
Fragrance of passion and romance for sure
A bee line drew for one bite of the taste
He did not know yet for love was no cure
Only that pleasure was not being chaste
No censorship hiding sensual fruit
When lips met tempting skin and licked the juice
Wondrous symphony thus entered his flute
Unbeknown Adam discovered the truth
Of allergy to dates breathless he teased
Allegorical peaches to be pleased
11th February 2018
Written for contest ‘A first Date’ sponsored by Brenda Chiri
by Michael Wise |
Categories:
food, funny, humorous,
O delicacy born of
some cow's milk and dough
when toasted for breakfast
how I love you so
Whether topped with onions
or sesame seeds
or nothing at all
you fill all my needs
With texture from Heaven
the crunch and the cream
Mere toast cannot rival
this flavorful dream
Compared to your shapely
and sensuous curves
I'd never look twice
at a tray of hors d'oeuvres
You've stolen my heart
by now you must know
O bagel with cream cheese
how I love you so
© Mike Wise
6-5-23
by Beryl Edmonds |
Categories:
food, love, music, poetry,
'Tis said that music be the food of love
Then poetry is surely love's hors d'ouvre
The poet's hand is guided from above
And writes of earthly passion with such verve.
Is poetry perchance love's melody?
For rhyme and music both so please the ear
They complement each other splendidly
Proclaiming what all lover's long to hear.
Hark the opera singer's soaring voice
The passion in their song so loud and clear
Then for the poet, let us all rejoice
For without words, there'd be no song to hear.
Thus poetry and music are as one
Romantic poets everywhere: write on!
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21st November 2020
by John Anderson |
Categories:
love,
Love's forlorn curt sojourn, forsaken when shaken
By trifle of qualms, charms and alarms
Withers on vine, no fruit to crush into wine
Besotted by starters, but becalmed when main course falters
How often love's hors d'oeuvres flop and scuttle main course and sweet dessert
The seeds of like, first sight thrill, and eye to eye sparkle and interplay
Sprout too fast and wilt in the light of day,
Spurned shoots thrown down the gauntlet, deflate, die and get flushed away.
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
drink, environment, fire, food, love, romance, wine,
candle
mantle
red wine
divine
deserves
hors d'oeuvres
mellow
cello
firelight
love site