by Paloma P |
Categories:
crazy, humorous, hyperbole,
There's a place whence children dwell amid
fairy stories, popcorn rainbows & candied unicorns,
which is fine & dandy except when
you're supposed to be a grown-*** adult,
some people live 'round La-La landscapes
without a hint of reality's woefulness,
unable to read skywriting on the cosmos
If you believe in miracles or
that nothing ever changes
and love lasts forever and a day
or just say,
you got a damn ticket because
your unicorn was inconveniently double-parked,
rest assured thine meter is delusional
by Jen H. |
Categories:
lost love, recovery from...me,
When I'm not in the mood
I eat break up food
And watch movies all night
Ruin my sight
Popcorn stuck in my braces
Slurp soda, make funny faces
Laugh at stupid stuff
When things are sad, I give a loud huff
But every emotion is defined
I'll watch movies of any kind
To make me laugh or cry
To help thoughts go away of... the guy
But man I love break up food
It really gets me in a good mood! :)
by Morgan Hacker |
Categories:
i love you, marriage, passion,
It’s not the movie ticket and popcorn
he paid for on our first date that
made me like him.
It’s not the necklace he put around
my neck on our 1 year anniversary that
made me love him.
It’s not the ring he slipped on my finger
when I said yes as he stood from his knee to kiss me that
made me realize I wanted to spend eternity with him.
It’s the way he kisses me good morning and
the way he always kisses me goodnight that
made me realize I never want to take on life with anyone else
by Don Johnson |
Categories:
adventuresweet, sweet,
ah yes so sweet the tender heat,
the blazing inbuilt fire,
estacy like popcorn sweet,
engulfs us with desire...
Don Johnson 19-july-11
love was sweet but in the past,
loving thoughts of other times,
never thought i'd be alone,
solo, single, doin my time.
Don
by Paula Swanson |
Categories:
family, happiness, holiday, love, love,
The soft warm shades of twinkle lights,
reflects, muted, from love worn orbs.
Serenity it does afford,
to all our weary souls and hearts.
Each decoration is a part,
to the testament of years rewards.
They glow richer, as love absorbs.
Sweet memories, they do impart.
Paper, glitter, from a child's hand.
Delicate hand blown glass Angels.
Beneath a star that rests above,
popcorn and cranberry garlands,
tiny hand painted, silver bells.
Thirty Five years of Christmas love.
For the contest: Holiday Hearth
Sponsored by Linda Marie
by Roman Chebukin |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend, love, teen,
Popcorn popped and pop standing by your side just waiting to be devoured,
Your mate is putting in the DVD while you are waiting to watch it.
Candy and other sweets sitting on your other side already open waiting for there time,
The couch is soft and comfortable packed love and patience.
Your mate puts the movie on and comes to join you,
he puts his arm around you.
You snuggle up to him and smile,
you eat your sweets like a child.
You both get into the movie and even cry together,
you wipe his tears away and he wipes your and says, "I hope this is forever".
You smile back at him and give him a peck on the cheek,
he takes the remote and turn he movie off and takes you to the sheets.
by Marty King |
Categories:
beautiful, feelings, film, funny love,
movie night kisses
lips are greasy from popcorn
PURE RISING ACTION!
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
sister,
Mom caught my sister at the sink pouring out her soup.
I'd done it first. My poor sister only copied me.
She never snitched on me, yet she got Mom's punishment.
I got to see the movie she did not get to see!
I don't recall if I ever told my sister sorry.
So here's my apology; dear Melanie, you know
I love you bunches, and next time that I see you, Sis,
I'll pay for both the popcorn and your ticket to a show!
March 16, 2016
by Daniel Human |
Categories:
irony, poverty, success,
The inevitable envy we feel
When we see our neighbour’s wealth
The eternal Ferris wheel
Up now, then down
The wheel turns
To be up
And to be down
Yet the greatest of us
Rise to the challenge
Of when being up
And seeing far
Not to look down
On those below
Not to spit
And not to drop
Popcorn snow
On those below
For who knows when
A turn – and then
Those above
Will fall from love
And become in a cycle
The bottom few
On the poor man’s pew
Hat in hand
To beggarly stand
by Amanda Reslink |
Categories:
boyfriend, butterfly, cute love, feelings, first love, heart,
Ball of butterflies;
knots of anticipation,
tickling me within.
Pick-up at 7;
ready to go around 8.
patiently he waits.
Off to the movies;
holding hands, clumsy and shy,
ever so awkward
Horror flick on screen;
sharing popcorn and candy,
snuggled in close.
Walking home slowly;
lean in;first kiss at the door,
foot popping galore.
by Julia Ho |
Categories:
film, love, memory, moving on, relationship, teen, teenage,
Let's grab some popcorn,
And watch a silent movie,
Hide snacks in warm hoodies,
And forget the memories forlorn.
by Joyce Wolayo |
Categories:
absence, boyfriend, cute love, feelings, longing,
We sat to eat popcorn
While you were away, a consolation
We sat to eat, but I couldn’t
With every crack, I remembered you
We sat to eat for you, and
Waiting for your turn to eat
I sat to eat hoping you will
Soon sit with me and do the same
I sat to eat hoping you will
Soon sit with me and do the same
I sat to eat so you could eat my popcorn
So you could look at me like I was popcorn
I ate so you could eat too
Hoping you will kiss my popcorn face
I hoped you would touch my popcorn body
And feel my popcorn breath
by Phil Boy |
Categories:
lost love, sad
....soon the rain will fall
skittles on my tongue
the garbage I will let sit
video game and popcorn
....soon my mother will call
i will hold my tongue
the garbage will be out
a healthy meal
.....soon, but not today
4 weeks more, till her vacation
**Phil E
by Sunlite Wanter |
Categories:
crush, fashion,
The Fads Will Change Tomorrow
Can’t offer you an open concept floorplan,
Granite counter tops or an island;
My old crown molding is dusty,
And shag carpet smells a bit musty.
You don’t want my popcorn ceilings,
Or one bath with wallpaper fish;
Still, I’d love to make a date with you.
You look like my kind of dish.
Won’t make you clean that open concept,
Or put up with cracked mottled tops,
I’ll hire a prof fixer upper,
If I don’t you can call the cops.
For what will tomorrow bring, huh?
Will sand floors come back in style?
Will they stuff cement between oak beams;
And cook popcorn on the fire for a while?
by George Zamalea |
Categories:
love,
True love begins in a dark paradise
Filled with graffiti
And Diet Coke,
Wearing a Three Dimension sunglasses
Against the white screen
Swallow popcorn in a summertime
Stormy rain.
by Warner Baxter |
Categories:
april, imagery, love, nature, time, tree, wind,
nectar gathered by buzzing bees
cherry blossoms like popcorn trees
busy eyes suntan bikini pose
love breeze flows Spring shows
lovers move fast moments stall
chasing breath country clocks crawl
by J.Koladi Samson |
Categories:
lost love,
Closing of eyes
Dark rooms heave a sigh
Hinges cry in pain
In hot sun
Flowering shrubs fried
Like popcorn
White ants
Performing route march
To impose invasion.
They march crushing houses
And now our home.
Strange totems of funerals.
Our blood as thick as gruel
Anticoagulants
Aspirins and sleeping dops
Wearied by 'compromises
Nauseating molestation
Minor collisions and more
Mountains groan
Lightnings set ablaze
Thunder grunts.
Close your eyes
"Cause you're not used to.....'
Catastrophes of common life.
by Fritz Purdum |
Categories:
children, fun, humorous, silly,
Crunch N Munch or Fiddle Faddle
don't compare or you will be rattle
Can't be blamed if they taste the same
only difference is in their name
Crunch N Munch I love a bunch
for a snack they are my hunch
caramel popcorn peanut treat
Crunch N Munch fun to eat
Fiddle Faddle sweet to eat
caramel popcorn peanut treat
buttery crunchy flavor pow
hit you taste buds with a Wow
Caramel or butter toffee too
both are fun sweet snack food
but if you think they lack
open up that box of Cracker Jacks
by Eve Peterson |
Categories:
childhood, death, grandmother, lost,
I use to have a grandma named Tillie
Who use to be quite the philly
She made popcorn
And put them in bread bags
For us all to have and brag
She use to wear aprons
And sometimes taped them
She was a little lady
But always had plenty to say
She sat in a rocking chair
And watch us all with care
She passed away a long time ago
But I always think of her so
I have 1 picture of her
That I cheerish and share
I love you Grandma Tillie
by Danae Griffin |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th grade, absence, addiction, death,
I come from broken glass and tv shows.
From love filled lies and budweiser cans.
Police Lights and Shouting.
I am from broken vows.
Loving spouses, that left and didn’t come back until the next day.
I come from dead grandparents and tears.
Hospice Hours and Hospital visits.
Crosses and Blessed Oil.
I come from forced religion, the holy trinity.
Broken Promises and Grieving fathers.
Long school days with no friends, like movies without popcorn.
I come from teen pregnancy and fighting to get a degree.
I come from success and pain.
by Ayo Okpaku |
Categories:
love
Oh! yes i knew we had
many things in common
i asked you out for a bowl
of popcorn and a glass of leonade
but you said " you would like to see
the star parade
I was downcast and said alright
and then you said you would be right
there with alnight
I gasped and left
throughtout i thought
about you
your pictoral imagination
stuck to me like glue
I could see your eyes
and said, "how could there be so blue"?
your nationality, huh, well, i guess
i got no clue
that night i dream't
we were together
sitting on a pew
waiting to see the early morning dew
by Russell Sivey |
Categories:
food,
Don’t you love popcorn
Especially the flavored
Peanut butter kind
With good chocolate drizzle
A grand snack for the season
Russell Sivey
by Sand Blown |
Categories:
age, allegory, analogy,
dental day today
a new dentist in the shop
four painless fillings
for old broken teeth
dentures to be refitted
freedom this friday
will be popcorn night
after dinner a movie
relaxation home
age lets go all teeth
evolutions win lose draw
follows close after
and fight flight love hate
that life is grand illusions
meditate let go
stan sand
by Blaine Derr |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend,
Boys should smell like popcorn,
freshly cut grass and the
rusting bolts of an October
ferris wheel.
Love should feel like hot funnel
cakes with powdered
sugar,Messy like candied apples
running down your chin.
Filling you up way too much
and having you taste warm
sugar.
You not wanting the delicious
smell to fade or the
scrumptious taste to
disintegrate.
Rides are thrilling, and scary
but the boy smelling like
popcorn, freshly cut grass and
rusting bolts of Ferris wheel is
holding on to you like he will
never let you fall.
by James Marshall Goff |
Categories:
imagination,
Words schrunk, the entire explanation smoldering the ears
Of the giant seven-toed humans who lived here
Colors appeared like new flavors of ice cream
One man fantastic then the last!
They traveled in pairs, glowing for a few seconds, then laughing
And darting away, I heard my name in the distance, a feint echo,
Strangely familiar
I still was unfamiliar with their method of movement
As gravity seemed to change weight with the scented breeze
Always delighting my senses with flavors
Like butterscotch and blueberry, and feelings,
Like refreshment, and fresh popcorn
Everlasting made no sense
Outcomes never arrived
But love survived
love survived
11/03/11