Toasty

Man returns
Home to flat
To toasty make
To make him fat
For cheese and bread
Are oh so good
And mixed with butter
Who on Earth
Would not consume
Such a meal
Free of legume
To hunger chase
From one's rented room?

Clearly, the toasty of which man speaks, is paramount to his existence, and the fortitude of the existence of bread and cheese is a blessing beyond comprehension.

Sun

So, what with the good weather and all, that's what today's poem is all about.

Sun, star, solar system, galaxy, universe

Shines, shining, shined

How long?

8 Minutes, to 

Earth?

Baked, like jacket

Potato

Plato, philosopher, man, carbon

Atoms

Up and

Atom, Solar

Atom, Sun

Atom, All

Atom, One

Well if that's not a fine piece of cryptic bollox poetry, I don't know what is.