by Maryam Jameela Haniff |
For a taste of ice-cream flavors
let's start with chocolate
A dip into the world of love
with a sense of tingle from above
Vanilla brings a sweetness to the tongue
and turns upside down every single frown
Take a deep breath in every bite
for butterscotch ice-cream is just right
Take a dance in the milky way
as you taste a caramel ice-cream sundae
Taste all the flavors on your tongue
take a plunge in each world
a dance in each town
Each taste is unique
with its own special spark
a yummy little thing
that brings you out of the dark.
by Jack Ellison |
Trying to write sillies but love words keep popping
My brain's turned to mush, my love is non stopping
Life is a blast
What more could I ask
Than to feel this love, it's like a yummy sundae topping
© Jack Ellison 2015
by John Smith |
A boob man I could be.
Yours do titillate me,
so jiggly and bouncy.
The two of them and me,
a love triangle we.
But your butt's what sends me
skyward. My ecstasy
comes when I get to see
that vertical cleft be
Those two mounds' little 'v'
that sits like a cherry
on a Sundae ought be
against some law. A 'Pee-
ping Tom' it entraps me.
Odd parts entice. Dimply
knees charm, and those curvy
flanks get me all squeezie.
But you bent overly;
Wow! That's pure poetry.
*2nd place in F Hererra's contest 'Erotica' 11/30/11.
by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Tail moves the dog or dog moves the tail ?
Who moves faster than Carol's e mail?
Who knows the recipe of relativity soup?
What is the blood group of Becky's latest scoop?
Who wins the battle of Xomba in Galaxy 3?
Who catches a butterfly in the woods of Innisfree ?
Who goes to west when east sleeps on feast?
Who cries like a cucumber when she is kissed?
Who builds a yellow villa on the cloud nine?
Who writes" I Love You" on Cindy's credit line?
Who milks a honeybee to make the Pandora cheese?
Who chases a Spanish lion in the Chinese seas?
Andrea knows the answers she is the poet of all
She burns the oil of moon after a sundae nightfall.
by Jack Ellison |
One of life's true pleasures
Is cream corn from a can
Hot or cold it matters not
I'm just a great big fan
I have it with potatoes
Or I spread it on my toast
As topping for my sundae
I love this way the most
People stare and say aloud
“That seems a little weird”
If you've never ever tried it
It's tastier than it appears
I'm really quite a simple dude
Don't need expensive stuff
A dozens cans of yellow gold
That might be just enough!
To satisfy this hungry dude
For a day or two or five
Can't stop this lustful craving
Think I'll try it on apple pie!
© Jack Ellison 2013
by Cynthia Alvez |
This is my brown poem,
A sepia, mahogany, tan poem,
Coffe colored with cream poem,
A dark chocolate, caramel colored peom.
A sweet tooth, got to have you white chocolate poem.
Golden brown, sassy brown...a hot fudge sundae syrup
Hershey kisses chocolate, tongue tickling, teasing poem.
Writing a brown poem with my pink pen,
With love in the middle,
Yeah, with love in the middle.
by PAT Adams |
analogy, food, humor,
Lately, I'm trying to diet
There's a lot of pain in fitness
All the tasty foods are taboo
Tell me, can I get a witness?
Standing on scales Saturday
Was my motivation to try
But without my chocolate sundae
I don't know but that I might die!
All the famous diet "Guru's"
Cast shade on the foods that I love
There's no way you can convince me
Cheeseburgers are not from above!
Not pushed, I jumped off the wagon
Thinking, "I'm not really that fat!"
I decided to leave it be
I thought, "Yes I can live with that!"
Then shortly there after I hear,
Across the street in a wee voice
"Hey mommy, look at that fat man!"
So......back on the wagon's my choice!
by dillon lewis |
Before the world ends, take my hand
Put your lips on mine, times running thin
We can have dinner, smoke up a bowel
Make love a few times, get drunk by the pool
Watch movies all night, enjoy the sun rise
Create art in the kitchen, watch clouds rolling by
Make popcorn to eat, feed the rest to the birds
Create our own language, blow up old fireworks
Drive an hour to hike, skinny dip in the creek
Lay a blanket in the red dirt, take a nap in the breeze
Drive home after sundown, turn the radio up loud
Share a big hot fudge sundae, drive to the house
Change into pajamas, put on a movie we’ve seen
Make love again, cuddle up just to sleep
A beautiful day well spent.
by fauxcroft wade |
chocolate, food, fun, poetry, sweet,
I love ice cream,
This is agony,
Or mint choc chip,
Tastes good to me,
I have a confession
I love rum and raisin,
I love ice cream,
The taste and the texture
I think are heaven,
Out of ten
I score ice cream eleven.