Best Candyfloss Poems

“CAROUSELS AND CANDYFLOSS’

Childhood memories cherished and remote recollections
Emerging in magnified clarity encourage renewed perceptions
Open air big screen films referred to as “Drive-Ins”
A regular Saturday night...

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When I was just a little girl
I painted soaring seagulls
in a dawning sky of duck-egg blue
I painted ladybirds and whimsical butterflies
A red cottage with square-shaped...

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Every now and then ,everyone is an island

and every now and then, I am an island too

Till,I see the first pink iris blooming in my...

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RED-
Pillar boxes that stand open-mouthed
Waiting to be fed.
And plump ripe strawberries,
Dipped in sugar,
Smothered in cream.
Or just popped in your mouth
And squashed between your teeth

YELLOW-
Buttercups that...

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Washed and smartly dressed in school uniform
Judy tucks into her healthy breakfast
while watching cartoons on television.
Her mother smiles. Outside the sun shines bright.
 
 ...

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Everyone is an island everynow and then

and everynow and then I am an island too

till... I see the first flower of Spring blooming in my...

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Remember remember Mum when we were small.
Holding hands as we learnt to walk,
Teaching us how to talk.
On the swing you'd push us high
Till our feet...

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toffee apples
     tasted so sweet
candyfloss evaporating
               ...

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candyfloss on a stick....an imaginary dessert...

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Candyfloss puffballs
Popping up like white mushrooms 
Blocking out sunshine 


07~27~14
In The Clouds
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Destroyer A
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Riotous warblings of a very vivacious swan is often evenly placed in a bread basket. Behaviour of classical clams can be seen to be barbaric...

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The Piper at the gates of dawn held dear Rat in thrall,
Distant notes touching his inner being, his soul;
Beckoning him to come, come to me...

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‘PINK CRAYON LINK’

A circle of pink—frightened at six, the commencement of the school system link
Classroom allocations and trepidation cleverly disguised by colour location
Dolls rosy cheeks...

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Ah fish tails. Surely an apex of thought on a circular run. Home spun then. Bandy bringing braking balls. Throw then. Whirl then. Spun like...

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i am infinitely fascinated by the sky
the candyfloss texture of the clouds
the saturated watercolors of the sunset
the shimmering stars and the way the incandescent moon...

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