Best Bubbly Poems
In a small town there lived a little lady
The lady`s name was Lucinda
Lucinda was always bubbling, cheerful and happy
When she laughed here rolling laughter,
both her cheeks and bosom shaked
She was a beautiful woman with wide hips,
and a butt as big as a dinner table
Lucinda was old and walking was difficult
and life was not so easy for her
She had not so much in this world,
but she always brought a bicycle
Everyone in the small town would help her
as best they could
Whatever you did for her, she thanked with these words:
"You shall have my old bike when I die"
Following the bubbling laughter, shaking cheeks and bosom
Everyone in the small town knew Lucinda,
loved her and wanted to help her
Same thanks every time:
"You shall have my old bike when I die"
Now Lucinda is dead
Her bike the city has received as a gift from Lucinda
If you see a bike in the flower park in the small town
Is it to remind the beloved sweet, rolling round Lucinda
that was always cheerful and happy
27.04.2012
A-L Andresen :)
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Effervescent
she is
full of sparkle
and fizz
The most resilient
gal around
she's bubbly stuff
(can't keep her down)
Bobbing up
light and airy
full of whimsy
visionary
A playful, funny
fabulous sprite
she glows florescent
in sunlight
People find her
motivating
like champagne
intoxicating
Poignant truth
is what she's after
she gets there
with sassy laughter
Bubbles rising
to the top
break surface tension
with a >POP!<
'Though bitter truth-taste
may offend
you'll never find
a truer friend!
rays of sunshine on my toenails
cries of seagulls in the air sails
a wine glass of bubbly bubbly envigorated
bubbles escape into the ocean bare naked
BUBBLY YELLOW
Ambered beauties flock together with loyalty,
Few exibiting yellow translucent films ,
Emitting lemon shades for energy,
And joie de vivre on earth.
United colours Yellow...(Picture#1)
04.03.2016
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Who's Yellow and Bubbly, Super-Soft and Cuddly?
O, Who lives in a Pineapple under the Sea
all yellow and bubbly ,super- soft and cuddly
Who has a pet snail who leaves a long trail
and who'll make you giggle and never fail
Who's obsessed with his job
and can sure cure any sob?
It's Spongebob-on kiddie TV!
Copyright McCuen 2008
Her four eyes laugh louder than her mouth,
Her childish lips are funny like that funny stout.
She’s fifteen and is fond of writing about fiction,
She’s the coolest of cool despite of her uncool diction.
She is both funny and scary when she gets mad.
He secretly likes her because she’s averbose brad.
Her leadership outstands in a troop so well,
Her glasses of wisdom are equipped in an infinite duel.
Looking that cad standing with her old pink fashioned device,
Is the Jane of all trades who exerts county efforts that thrice.
Out of nowhere is the girl who is a friend of anyone,
She is as bubbly as me who is likable by everyone.
Peeping the next years of her life,
Is the girl who is bounded of glitters of cozy lite.
Peeping the next years of her one long battle,
Is a courageous success without a fearful rattle.
On a Sunday night
between times
hormones make me bubbly...
let's play the guessing game;
guess who's
guess why's
guess what you and I
are going to do Monday ?
She holds up her hand
laughing
one guess at a time please Beth.
Elizabeth alexander 21/2/2016
an early attempt to face my (thus-far) hidden sexuality.
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Bubbly cheer shows
A poignant glow
Cheer wears a poise
In happy voice
Bubbly the feel
Of simple thrills
Cheer shows the way
To happy days
Bubbly kind wit
Now simply fits
Cheer shows a style
In sincere smiles
Bubbly the curl
Where smiles unfurl
Cheer feels so good
Like tonic food
Bubbly fond times
As muse moves chimes
Cheer knows my name
In this life game
Bubbly cheer kind
Knows peace of mind
Leon Enriquez
04 February 2016
Singapore
I bubble and I gurgle,
I’m tangy and I’m tasty.
Unless you stop drinking me,
Because if you do that, you really won’t be able to stand my taste later.
Believe me, I do not care.
I don’t need the few of you who don’t adore me.
Because so many others truly admire my gassy stomach bubbles.
They don’t care that I’m tearing the enamel off of their teeth
In the 1960’s we tried to sell my cousin as a hot drink, remember?
That worked a few Friday nights at parties of pre-teen girls.
My cousin was all puffed up when those commercials came on TV.
I have always been special.
Usually, poured into punch bowls with sherbet ice cream,
Or doled into children’s mouths when they needed their stomachs soothed.
My can is gorgeous; with the contrasting colors, both Christmas-like and bright.
My distant relatives are usually red or brown - crass, harsh, rude even.
Were you around in the 70’s when they used to make shoes using my logo?
Boy, I was all of that then!
Candy cane clouds cry
In happy-go-luckiness
Kids and strangers: "Whyyyy??!"
As a kid in heart
I was bubbled by bubbles
Blowing bubbles art
As an adult now -
Bubbled up by bubbles
Cheery and glee - wow
I do raise both brows
In childlike curious joy
When's? Who's? What's? Where's? How's?
People walk, talking
On happiness that's free...shared...
Sharing is caring
Some kids exchange smiles
When they blow bubbles bubbly
Love is zero miles
Pennies on concrete
Shimmering like stars so bright
Childish laughter - neat!
Start with a voice,
Voice that loves each,
Each by sure choice,
Choice to dare reach.
End with kind peace,
Peace of mind here,
Here with calm ease,
Ease that funds cheer.
Sing of grand good,
Good in each face,
Face that fits mood,
Mood in clear trace.
Laugh at your ills,
Ills turn to change,
Change that now fills,
Fills a good range.
When change speaks strange,
Strange as old fears,
Fears wilt to change,
Change primes new cheer.
Live stress and strain,
Strain that grips pain,
Pain that reaps gain,
Gain not in vain.
Learn to dare laugh,
Laugh at your fears,
Fears wear vain bluff,
Bluff can purge cheer.
Blow bubbles here,
Here as you play,
Play and pray cheer,
Cheer for this day.
Dare to go forth,
Forth with your plan,
Plan to move north,
North where joy scans.
Free your clear zest,
Zest in sure form,
Form that works best,
Best in bold norms.
Be beyond things,
Things that add dross
Dross counters fling,
Fling in harsh cross.
Live each day clear,
Clear as a lark,
Lark that brings cheer,
Cheer that now sparks.
Time and space move,
Move in sure trace,
Trace in new grooves,
Grooves that flood pace.
Leon Enriquez
09 October 2014
Singapore
Paused on the veranda
for a poetic tête-à-tête,
we sipped vintage wine
and spoke of days gone hither
when we were much greener,
recollect being impulsively dramatic mid
rehearsals for what was to transpire,
tripping the nimbly light
and guzzling cheap beer into
the wee hours of night's obscurity,
wiser and older, yet still imagining
one day we'll conquer the world,
resigned to this present moment
we comfortably reminisce,
betwixt the fermented
sputtering fizzle of reality
Zeal zooms zest
Bright booms best
Clear cheer crafts
Dream dance drafts
Love leaps loud
Praise prompts proud
Write words wise
Pique pure prize
Just joy jumps
Sweet swing sums
Feel fond fest
Quaint ***** quest
Last light lifts
Glimpse great gift
Thrill true taste
Heed heart haste
Mind moves more
Craft calm core
Leon Enriquez
06 March 2017
Singapore
I need the satisfaction of a cold carbonated cola
it smooths my stomach with a burp, love that soda
I drink diet caffeine free don't need empty calories
Like the Coca Cola gold and white label Pepsi
Try to get the Dr. Pepper one is an impossibility
Sometimes I just want the fun and flavor of a bubbly
those bubbles tickle your nose and make a happy tummy
Diet fruit flavors and the clear lemon limes
are almost all caffeine free for bubbly time
A doc told me that caffeine could trigger my gout
so now caffeine I can gladly live without
Sure I drink decaffeinated coffees and teas
And water is always a way to stay healthy
I need the happiness you get with an ice cold cola
so allow me my caffeine free diet sodas
Bubbly with glee that profound bliss,
See what may be the way of peace.
Easy as wit that fits the pun,
Craft then each bit with a good run.
Joy comes to heal the broken heart,
Stillness you feel in sacred start.
Love ever cheers despite our fears,
Let hope speak clear as faith lives here.
Pain clusters gain all in due time,
Seek thus thoughts plain that echo rhymes.
Live bold and wise life's ample spice,
Look to surprise both warm and nice.
Be crazy then with posture grand,
Frolic from when in journey trend.
Live, love and laugh with affluent cheer,
Zest frames all stuff when love lives here.
Sorrow and joy do come around.
Accept each ploy with calm profound.
Leon Enriquez
01 August 2016
Singapore