Best Cookie Poems

Standing on tippy toes
Top shelf 
Reaching
Stretching
Finger tips edging the jar forward
Imagining the taste of chocolate chips on my tongue
Yumm mom's chewy delicious wait till Saturday cookies
Thankful I have grown that extra inch
Thinking she'll never suspect me

The jar 
Tips
Topples
Tumbles 
Turns 
Travels over my head
Lands on the...

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I learned a lot from Grandma
She helped me become a man
When I thought I just couldn't make it
She always told me I can

She taught me all of life's lessons
While sitting at her breakfast nook
Some homemade cookies and a glass of milk
Was usually all it took

She...

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Cookie
Warm, golden
Gazing, longing, tempting
Diet, restrained, guilt, resignation
Biting, chewing, swallowing
Moist, delicious
Cookie...

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Poor last cookie, alone on the plate
No one partook, no one ate
Not for lack of flavor, this I know
Having already sampled its sweet morsels

Only one, is it wrong to steal a bite
From someone who's tempered their appetite?
Could I conceive of anyone so flip
As to decline...

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Don't rip your heart open too deep
(All they'll see are the valves and the veins)
Don't puke out your guts in one heap
(All they'll smell is the rotten Chow Mein)

Footnote: I decided to enter this as my worst poem because it really stinks and makes me...

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It’s been a while since the Christmas of my youth.
Some things it seems have gone away -
Cookie cutters, hot cocoa, and an angel
are three not with me today.

Yes, Mama would get her cookie cutters out
How I loved to help make the dough.
We’d bake, then frost...

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The old cookie lady lived in an old house, on an old street in a very old part of the city.
She wasn’t tall, she wasn’t thin but she was very pretty.
She had silver hair in a silver bun held with a silver clip.
Every day at...

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STARBUCKS AND COOKIE

I sit in Barnes and Noble
Looking at the figure-display over the snack bar
Oh how out-of-place    in time    they look
Twain
Shaw
Hardy
Dickinson
Hemingway
Have read them all
Out of time
The artist has caught them from middle-to-old age
Twain    the Mississippi observer
...

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The Cookie Monster

I’m so determined this time.
Nothing can stand in my way.
I’ll lay off the chocolate and wine,
And lose all this weight I have gained.

I’ll stay to group every week,
And always follow the plan.
Each plate will be full of speed.
I’ll soon be a brand new...

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COOKIE CUTTERS, HOT COCOA, AND AN ANGEL

When I was small, with curly hair
Mama would pull up a dining chair
She'd stand me there beside her
As she rolled out cookie dough

And gently guide me through the steps
For the cookies she would bake
Letting me use the cookie cutters
Carefully,...

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Being seen 
With poker face
Mistaken 
As who does not give a damn

Cool and distant
Unfriendly aura
On the way
With people's stares and whispers
That she is a bad person

That is funny
Why judge
They do not know about her
Alone her name

Little they know
About the experiences and traumas
Mould her this way
No...

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Come on baby, don't be shy!
      Let's hit that dance floor now.
      Yes, you and I.

      No inhibitions now,let the patrons
      stare.
   ...

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glitter
chocolate chips
almonds
dough
sprinkles
green sugar
candy kisses
snow
sugar
ginger
chocolate milk
sink piled high
two tea pots
cookie day at home today...

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A tribute to Poetry Soup's Emilia James

I don't like to be namin' names,
but check out Emilia James.
You'll find your poetic reward
in the tale of an ant and his sword.

She mixes words into cookie dough
until she's got it, well...just so.
Then, for her next funny feature,
we can...

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Would you like some tea with me?
      Sugar cookies; grand for dipping, do you agree.
         I baked for hours , busy as a bee.

   Would you like some tea with...

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