Ode to Roquefort: Cheesy Poetry Contest!

by dccheese on February 11, 2009

in Editor's Note,French

free roquefort button“Roses are red,

Roquefort is blue…”

Alright, cheese aficianados. You’ve signed the petition, you’ve stocked up on Roquefort while you can, what’s left but to enjoy it in every conceivable way until it’s yanked from our shores on March 23? Why not profess your love for the stinky French blue to the world, and submit your best sonnet, rhyme or haiku for the Cheese & Champagne “Ode to Roquefort” Valentine’s Poetry Contest!

Share your best cheesy lines in the comments below, before midnight Sunday, February 15. We’ll select our favorite on Monday … and ship the lucky Poet Roquefort a first edition C&C “Free Roquefort!” t-shirt!

Give us your cheesiest lines, rhymed or otherwise!


Les Gold February 11, 2009 at 11:21 am

Really Cheesy:

More cheese,
Keep it in the fridge,
but do not freeze.
It tickles my palette,
but doesn’t make me sneeze.
I’m not allergic,
so it doesn’t make we wheeze.
So, more cheese,

houndstooth1 February 11, 2009 at 11:51 am

I just used the last of my Roquefort in a tuna noodle casserole! THE BEST tuna casserole ever! I know it doesn’t sound like it, but it was a very dignified end to the last piece left. Well, the fontina cheese helped too!

jrnorton23 February 11, 2009 at 12:08 pm

the essence of funk
a crumbly pungent milk bomb
so wrong, yet so good

Cool Dude February 11, 2009 at 2:00 pm

Yo son, get on your salt tang
Get the hook up with this cheesy blue thang
France’s second most popular cheese
Go and get it for me please
It’s the roq to the fort
Enjoy it with some port
It won’t make you snort

ohcassis February 12, 2009 at 7:30 am

Roquefort is trop fort
And sticks to your tongue.
I hate salty roquefort,
That god-awful pong.

MNCruncher February 13, 2009 at 3:49 pm

Ode to Roquefort:

O’ Roquefort, how I loathe thee for thy haunting beauty.

Thy taste maketh every ounce of my bod yearn for thy colored specs to be near.

Thou art salty, yet my pallet doeth not long to be cleansed from thy intense yet delicately lingering taste.

O’ Roquefort, thy pungent odor intoxicates both mind and nostrils.

Much like thy coloring, fleeting traces of your crumbles leave my heart blue.

Why must thy leave?

Tis not just.

Dan G. February 13, 2009 at 4:14 pm

Ode to Roquefort

Wheel of sheepmilk blue
Crumbly and acidic
Sweet salt
& smoky mild,

Cheese of kings!
Pliny the Elder!
Loud and nose-sharp,

Transformed by love
& Legend
My Roquefort,
My one and only mould.

KeithN February 13, 2009 at 4:21 pm

There once was a man from Helsinki,
Who preferred his cheese moldy and stinky.
After feasting on Roquefort,
Oh boy, did this bloke hurt.
‘Twas really an eight year old twinkie.

Mira February 17, 2009 at 1:48 pm

Here’s a poem

Who won
the contest
“ode to
malodorous cheese”
beside the
salty crackers
glazed with
rain water?

dccheese February 18, 2009 at 11:51 am

@ houndstooth – Wow, that sounds awesome. Unfortunately my husband hates both blue cheese and tuna, so I doubt it would go over well at home.

@ Mira – Love the poetic prompt! Stay tuned … we’re having a hard time choosing a favorite from all the terrific entries, but will announce our winner(s) later today!

David Nutt November 15, 2009 at 2:38 am

Colonel in name not in shape
Five stripes of rush to hold it straight
Like an officer graded by rank
The livarot well ripened has an elevated swank
Paraded with its Normandy cousins it compares
to a camembert, but more pungent
Provocative musky balminess with lingering smack………
Tasting to Eternity

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