Best Fizz Poems
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
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
... 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~
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.
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 --
Bottled sounds seep; escape.
Our noise mimics semi trucks.
All in fluid motion
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
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
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
If you buy a lemon
Make lemonade
I don't drink lemonade
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.
hark bliss beats shout
fire without smoke
don’t doubt the fizz
28-May-2022
For the first time
in four or five years
I do not wish to
communicate with him.
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!'
Fizz- mongering *,the selfie of olden days
fizz ..or face ..that is to say
monger ...a merchandiser..to sell
both phrases forgotten..ditched of late
for my English languages..changes..& never dates
*portrait. artist