Best Fizz Poems


O, Fluff, Fizz, Ice-Truffles and Bandalees

O!  FLUFF!  FIZZ!  ICE-TRUFFLES and BANDALEES!
Can't see the forest, for the snow on trees!
Where every gossamer veil of snow delights
And every string of bulbs mimics Heav'n's Lights!
O!  TRUE! the tales of gnomes and Ice-Elves are!
(I fear some fool will catch one in a jar
and so, I've held my Peace on this -- so far)
But NOW, I must speak out, you see... on par
With Ancient Wisdom are the Fairy Stories,
Chuck full of Angels, dwarves... filled with the Glories
Of... Champions, Magicians of Renown...
Of tiny folk, who live in Tinytown…
Of Reprimands for those who trouble Nature
(Or use JUST Scientific Nomenclature).
REBUKE!  O, WISE!  The Unbelievers, ALL!
Who LAUGH at gnolls and trolls, both great, and small!
For He that trusts not, sews with poison thread,
That knots Hope; leaves Imagination dead.

Date Written:  December 28, 2018
For Contest:  BUNNY LUMP
Sponsored by:  Caren Krutsinger

Premium Member Bliss Fizz

Soma nectar drips,
as bliss current grips
our heart’s attention,
in jubilation.

Free from narrow doubt,
love begins to sprout,
bursting forth as light,
to our soul’s delight.

Transfiguration 
in celebration
heightens joy quotient,
moment by moment.

Amidst the bliss rise,
unfed ego dies.
That that remains is
as is, a bliss fizz.

20-April-2022

A Little Fizz

... God said to assist...

and so I do

" ... you can't have science..."

without a bit of God, I real-eyes d; ...

... and then God said, 

"... it's true..."

so she signed her find...

"... and that's MY kungfu..."

~The Tech.Nique~
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.


Time of Fizz

It is just my rotten luck
With this broken down heap
That I am the one stuck
Taking care of this jeep.

I stand and curse fate
That has made me feel
That at this going rate
I've the worse end of the deal.

Broken down cars
A broken heart
No help from the stars
So where do I start?

How do I get out of this rut?
Can life get any better?
Do I keep getting hit in the gut
Or just keep on my sweater?

It has been one of those weeks
That seems to have no end
All low points and no peaks
And nary a friend.

This too shall pass
As it is what it is
My time of glass
The time of fizz.

Frozen Fizz of the Icy Lake

Silent forever
Blue champagne flash frozen ice
Frozen cork unpops
To take a drink of nature
It's heavenly sculpted art


-- Thoughts on a frozen lake --
© Tim B  Create an image from this poem.

Effervescent Fizz

an angel’s face a cherub’s heart 
a devil in blue jeans
her eyes say what lips may not 
with tender glance it seems

could I ever hope to want
what is so out of reach
what is it that she has 
I find so thoroughly complete

I stare in wonder
stand in awe 
before unfinished work
gaze upon a tranquil beauty
where only angels lurk

I wish I could identify 
that explosive additive
the special spark that’s hers alone 
and only hers to give

how different life would have been
if I had never met
this fascinating lady
first seen in silhouette

what I need, what I want 
and what I have to have
is not a passing fancy 
or a backward wayward glance

whatever happens, happens 
whatever shall be is
I thank the Lord he’s let me see 
her effervescent fizz


Soda Fizz

Bottled sounds seep; escape.
Our noise mimics semi trucks.
All in fluid motion

Add More Fizz By Taking a Quiz

Add More Fizz By Taking a Quiz

Why not to your life try to add more fizz
By breaking a balloon that became a pop quiz
Then right after that taking a short hop
To what eventually became a Mom and Pop Shop.

Shop was full of poems we have just heard
From mostly mundane to the completely absurd
(Sounds like my neck of the woods)
They even have thrown in some Bible verses
Which said best choir is one that rehearses.

So instead of becoming much more belligerent 
Or insurgent locked into rules that are stringent 
We here believe in equality of all the races
Hope Texas will lend us some wide open spaces.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Love Has Fizz

How sweet it is when love had fizz,
and life's bell was a tinkle,
one time me eyes locked with a cuz,
but she was way too little.

ol alien, poor bugger me,
richoted up into a tree,
tangled with a swarm of bee's
the sting of stung exciting

cousin Don he caught a guy,
teasing bees to get a rise,
water squirted from his eyes,
his phallus pronged and bulging:)

Don Johnson 29-june-11

Premium Member Story Told By Mr Fizz

Mr. Fizz, a pretty cat, is quiet hoping no one notices him
Safe inside the pocket of his big pal Old Jim
Jim takes him to McCoy’s Restaurant and he pokes out his head.
That’s quite the cat you got there, says his pal, Lemon loving Ed.

Shhh! Jim replies, looking around to see where the waitress is.
She would be unhappy and throw him out if she saw Mr. Fizz.
There is sudden movement and Mr. Fizz takes a giant leap.
Catching a fat mouse in his jaws, the intruder gives a squeak.

Come back any time, the waitress and the cook tell Mr. Jim.
But do not bother at all unless you are inviting him.

Premium Member Lost Its Fizz

If you buy a lemon


Make lemonade


I don't drink lemonade

Premium Member Bliss Fizz

hark bliss beats shout
fire without smoke
don’t doubt the fizz

28-May-2022

Rizz, a Cola lost of fizz

The year-end creeps, mercuries freeze,
And buzz up English dictionaries,
All in a forward gear
To find Word of the Year,
Which, for Oxford is the slang rizz—    
An argot not so clear,
Froth less, bubbleless beer,             
Or a cola lost of all fizz!
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Happenings |02.12.2023| word
Poet’s note: Rizz, this year’s Word of the Year, is a slang that means style, charm, attractiveness, ability to attract romantic or sexual partner, and a few more vague things as per Oxford University Press. Big deal!

Premium Member Happy Fizz-In Party

Here is my debut poem about prison
  A mighty fine place to do your biz in

Residents use the corner to take a whiz in
  Add soapy water ~ Presto! A 'Fizz-in!'

Premium Member The waggle of bubbly fizz

dawn-born bubbles rise
lifting in glass to the sky
an exultant choir—
ringing a sacred mantra
to summon the faithful throng

the soft incense clings,
invisible yet binding,
threading through the mist—
binding spirits together
all sharing a common breath

wind shakes the blossoms
perfume drifts out as a lure
for lone foragers—
coming back with a new dance
a waggle step hymn pathway

one for one and all
though small they rise together
heart tuned to one pulse—
a common proud heritage
ancient unbroken alive

when threats bang the gate
when summer's furnace bears down
wings thunder like drums—
rallying to guard the home
defending their holy ground

let us circle close
songs and breath woven in thread
of effervescence
gracious in our common cause—
fizzing in chalice of light

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