Charlotte Ballard


Ode To Pizza

Poem by Charlotte Ballard

You delight the nose with evocative
Promise of stringy cheese, pepperoni
And tomato sauce warm. Each piece
Contested over, grabbed, hungered over

Until sated, the hungry hordes retreat
To sofas soft and stretch out feet first.
Til' Breakfast time, tomorrow.


Comments about Ode To Pizza by Charlotte Ballard

  • Kim BarneyKim Barney (8/17/2015 7:38:00 AM)

    I can smell it now. Was there any left at all for me?(Report)Reply

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  • John Richter (8/17/2015 7:29:00 AM)

    That dear Charlotte is truly an ode that I can sink my teeth into! Belly full and stretching, good until the next morn... What a cute poem!(Report)Reply

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  • Ramesh T ARamesh T A (8/17/2015 1:22:00 AM)

    Saliva is coming from the tongue reading the poem on delicious Pizza!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, November 3, 2008