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Blue Cheese Poems - Poems about Blue Cheese

Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
blue cheese, old pickles golden girls fickle like falling nickles drop, spin, switching sides heads and tails collide craving connections tangy affections gourmet selections these eyes fixed you right put you in starlight adjusting my sight altering flavors new bees to savor selfishness favors blue cheeses denied cornbread and grits, Hi!...

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Categories: blue cheese, break up, metaphor, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Blue cheese and old pickles
I shudder while peering at sepia photographs, showing visits to my maiden Aunt Hilda’s house. Even though I was very young it was clear she didn’t tolerate children. I was to be ‘Seen and not heard.’ Pa said I wasn’t to utter a word. I loathed being pushed and forced to kiss her. Aunt's wrinkled leathery skin looked like she’d been pickled in...

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Categories: blue cheese, childhood, memory,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
time doesn't wait for our pleasure, nor the patience of neglect to ~ endure forever... because it knows and feels, none of this, nor how regret births tomorrow's measure! forgotten fruits fall and wither and know nothing of those who may have celebrated their perfection ~ they simply live and die, never to have wondered why? Yet,...

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Categories: blue cheese, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member blue cheese and old pickles
i opened the door to my stale heart and much to my dismay found there was much room for improvement AP: 1st place 2025 Posted on March 22, 2025 (missed contest BLUE CHEESE AND OLD PICKLES sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH)...

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Categories: blue cheese, heart, sad,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
I do love blue cheese, It's tasty and delicious, but don't take at ease. Really I'm health conscious. But off and on I relish. I'm fond...

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Categories: blue cheese, food,
Form: Tanka



Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
Have you heard the story, in all of it's fun and glory. It is about a young girl named Lori, she went with a boy named John Dory. She went running to the lavatory, was this going to become inflammatory? Eating blue cheese and old pickles each day, sitting by the bay. Her boyfriend John Dory just wanted to play, she kept saying no...

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Categories: blue cheese, food, giggle, love, together,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Blue Cheese 'n Pickles
Something old, something blue, Aged not old, a odd pairing, which unfits the mold. Taste acquiring, pungent smell, putrid looks, uninspiring. It is the dare that begs one to love it. One good sense of five ain't too bad, When you hold your nose, close your eyes and taste it, breathlessly, senselessly, there's the rub....

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Categories: blue cheese, food,
Form: Free verse
BLUE CHEESE AND OLD PICKLES
BLUE CHEESE AND OLD PICKLES Looking back at the decades gone by Over the wall at hammers and sickles Berlin with a certain oldworld appeal Just the setting for spy novels, I feel For me, blue cheese and old pickles A ‘60s memory that’s now gone dry Blue cheese veins, a suggestion of age Old pickles in vinegar make me wince Some say they...

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Categories: blue cheese, war,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Blue Cheese Moon
blue cheese moon glows swoons fickle as an old pickle maiden not impressed...

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Categories: blue cheese, appreciation, moon,
Form: Senryu
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
you want preservation? the in-between doesn't work don't try too hard to walk the middle line not enough acid nor any real warmth me, I want transformation to be a delicacy of the highest...

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Categories: blue cheese, angst,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dill Pickle Hated Blue Cheese
Dill pickle hated him so Because he stank badly Dill pickle screamed just go Blue cheese wept thus sadly When I leave the fridg, bro I'll stink ever much mo Dill pickle grew older Fermenting like a bozo Then opening his holder A stink scent deathblow...

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Categories: blue cheese, funny,
Form: Quintain (English)
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
Quince shaped houses landscape Julienned Street where citric groans once molded a blue cheese night. In one home lives reclusive Graham and his wife, Coco, two dilled, old pickles nervously living on the lamb. Busted selling urine for addiction pee tests, they agreed to flee from a legal barbeque. Combining their bran, they landed on Julienned. They peppered with fright...

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Categories: blue cheese, crazy, death, funny, giggle,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
I fought the good fight, yet still I lost and you stood in brackish silence with bitter reward in briny eyes proffering spiny frowns shoulders crumbled with aging ache and brow dimpled with sour failure I staggered dragging the last crumbs through the madness of a blue funk ...

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Categories: blue cheese, angst, betrayal, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
Blue cheese and old pickles - yukkety yuk. Take them away from my face. Blue cheese is so stinky. Also its taste even with wine I can’t chase. If the pickles are dill, I do not care if they are new ones or old. I take pickles sweet or not one at all. Dill is no better than mold!...

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Categories: blue cheese, food, fun,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Blue Cheese and Old Pickles
Don’t ask me again how long. A good joint could last awhile. That blue cheese smell gave gags, the price for sky-high smiles. Don’t ask me again how many. Really, who remembers them all? Some were fun and young, others old and small. We all had a shelf life. No more swinging from the tree. A grocery bag of memories ...

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Categories: blue cheese, freedom, youth,
Form: Rhyme

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