Poems About Cheese

Calm your nerves
Have a rest
Enjoy a moment
Escape the grind
Sip something
Eat cheese

a cheesy poem by Stevie

Do I have a place to sit and read?
Do I have some money to buy my cheese?
Do I have a roof to keep me dry?
Do I have a fire to sit beside?

Do I have some friends who sit with me?
Do I have a pot for coffee and tea?
Do I have a project or two or three?
Are they a small gift to the world from me?

Well, then, I don’t think I need one more cent
To sit under this roof, to call me content

American cheese
Between slices of white bread
buttered up and grilled

I’m bored, will you come over please?
-No.

I’ll put out a platter of cheese.
-Maybe.

You don’t have to talk to me.
-Okay.

Bold, strong & distinctive. 
Are you cheese?
Blue?
Roquefort? 

Are you full of Horseradish?
Are you full of flavor?
Are you like Camebert? 

Buttery, soft, and sweet.
Creamy and milky.
But quietly strong. 

Reliable. Steady. Ever present. 
Are you cheese?
Be like cheese.

Thank you Ellie for your cheese poem submission!
Ellie is a lover of her friends and family, cats and all things crafty, and of course, cheese.

Sit down.

Come on, just for a second.
Sit down.
Let the invisible weights lift.
Let your legs relax into the chair.
Let your shoulders fall away from your ears.

Sit down.

I want to tell you something.
I don’t know how many things
Are on your mind and your plate
And your to-do list today
But just for a moment.
Breathe.
Remind your own self you are a human being.

Sit down.

And if you can only manage a minute here,
Fine.
But if you can extend this breath
If you can add a plot twist to your day
If you can grab your book and read a chapter –
or just a page

Or watch an episode
Or doodle a picture
Or text a few friends to say hello
Or eat cheese puffs while you stare at a wall
Something.
If you can do something to remind
Those things on your mind and your plate
And your to-do list

Remind those things
You are not a machine

Sit down.

For a minute
For 10
For an hour
For the day

Sit down.
Breathe.

*sing to the tune of Mary Had A Little Lamb*

Mickey had a little cheese
Little cheese, little cheese
Mickey had a little cheese
Cut in cubes just so

Everywhere that Mickey went
Mickey went, Mickey went
Everywhere that Mickey went
The cheese was sure to go

Bread, chili, pretzels
potatoes, salad, corn chips
All better with cheese

Did you know Acapella
Is a type of cheese
AND a way to sing as well?

Let’s sing a song
About Acapella
The cheese will be instrumental.

I fell in love with a boy who loves cheese
He calls me mom, so I do what he needs.

Spicy like a Monterey Jack
My little guy always has my back.

Marscapone sweet, when he showers me with kisses
Nutty as a Gouda when he screams and hisses.

His world can sometimes be big and scary
So we manage it with a little bit of dairy.

We fill in the ĺittle holes, like a Swiss slice
Him and me, we still got it real nice.

So keep your labels and preconceived notions.
Cos I love a boy without reservations.

He loves his life, and his mom like no other.
So what if I sneak him the occasion piece of cheddar?

ABOUT NATASHA: I am a rainbow/special needs mama writing about living life after loss.

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