Best Restaurant Poems

*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak, apple pie with sweet cream. Aces cooks that meal
to perfection and I profess it will be made available to all...

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Were I a restaurant proprietor
Al fresco and exclusively for poets
My menu would be cryptic metaphors
Original from memories echoic

Spring rhymes of happy times and brighter days
Fresh summer sonnets mostly bittersweet
Then autumn prose on multicolored trays
Some winter villanelle hor dourves for treats

And if you come your muse...

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In a  warm restaurant interior
Lazing away, coffee in hand
A hot form sitting across, a platter of fruits 
My heart skipped a beat, as she lifted her fork, 
A berry making its way, unto her luscious mouth
Gentle a bite and the juice spill, I wish...

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there is a reason i requested this restaurant
much to ponder tonight in our realm
i brought you here on our first date
praying anxiously for a Lady and the Tramp moment
you brought the romantic within me to fruition
red and white checkered tablecloths
chianti bottles dripping Bistro candle wax...

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'It's A Small World' Restaurant ~ Hudson Valley, New York


My restaurant makes sense, it's rational...
     the food I serve is multinational;
selected dishes, tasty, lots of fun
     served in a setting that's compared to none.

The dining room's a...

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If there's one thing I have a weakness for

It's a restaurant that gets my vote for these ten simple reasons

ONE... the ambience when you walk in

TWO... a friendly greeting from a beautiful receptionist lady

THREE... a cozy table in a quiet corner

FOUR... a gorgeous waitress

FIVE... a...

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My Imaginary Restaurant


Welcome here all if customized hospitality is in your needs
My Restaurant- “Skyline Swishes” it’s name crystal board reads
Its a see-through double globe with deep-blue water in between
In it dancing dolphins; vibrant corals resplendent with their sheen
At the entrance, as you visit, a record...

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Had a chicken dinner in a restaurant last night
Asked the waitress for discount coz we were so nice
She looked quite amazed
Figured I was a bit crazed
Said, “Pay or the cops will be crawling the place”...

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I have a bistro in Tuscany surrounded by fine dining and wine-
“La Rosa” is where Tony married me and I just had to make it mine.
The Tortellini is the most favorite dish of all on the luscious menu-
Surrounded by many beautiful fountains with an extravagant...

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The old wood building is sadly vacant and needs repairs,
      but I have a dream to purchase it and bring it back to life;
it was a general store so I will call it, The General Store Restaurant,
   ...

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It is not like these restaurants in America 
with their sterile atmospheres: slick new furniture,
stylized art, ambient lights, and every angle 
rationalized to the judgment of specialized interests.
It is a restaurant filled with details, 
inviting customers to take in an experience while eating and drinking,...

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I just walked past the restaurant
A terrific place I used to go
Early in the evening hours
Of a chilly and recent past night
The fullness of the moon cast a memory
Reminders of my having traveled to these places so often
beneath its comfortable glow.

Places like this I used...

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It wouldn’t be Thanksgiving,
Despite the turkey meal,
If I missed Arlo Guthrie’s song,
My husband at the wheel.

For every year, Thanksgiving Day,
As it approaches noon,
We find the FM station
That’s all set to play that tune.

It’s part of our tradition
As we take our turkey jaunt
To join with Arlo...

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Italian restaurant; pasta and wine - red, like the eyes of a bat,
Screeching from a cave, dark as the eyes of a snowman,
Coal plucked from a bucket, the mop was deposed -
By the broom, new sovereign of all instruments
Resound with the trumpet on Everest’s peak
High...

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She sent back the last order, as well.
This time, she shook her head 
like a dog in the rain,
like a posh-frock woman 
having "a spell."
The brimming broth, she said,
had a bitterness that swelled 
and stung between her cheeks,
and across her tongue.
It steamed with the scent
of...

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