Best Fudge Poems
I now type with only a finger
For neuropathy makes me lame
Muscle spasms in hands linger
My hands seem to ignore my brain
It’s as if I never was a typist
Who flew 65 words a minute
Now I’m limited my gripe is
Takes me longer to finish
You’d think I’d complain I’m not vain
My other deficiencies are worse
But who wants an artist who can’t paint
Or a poet too hurt to word verse
I know my lupus has no cure
My asthma is no fun to me
But give me fingers fast and pure
To delight in the writing with ease
When I try to play piano
Fudge fingers suck the air
Notes yell like silver Soprano
A melody ruined by despair
I have mixed feeling about it
We all have a cross to bare right
But with fingers like mine I doubt it
Could complain and moan all night
Dear poetess had hip surgery
And has persevered despite all
So I say what the nerve of me
To complain of finger pain small talk
dark like gooey fudge -
what I stepped in sure does not
smell like chocolate
Wish I was handsome stead of a physical stud
With a body to die for, I'll let you guys be the judge
Good looks have advantages
But coz I eat many radishes
My complexion's glowing red so I'm switching to fudge
I listen to my favorite song
An uplifting beat and message so strong
Trying to play along on piano and
Blurb! A wrong note like a nonsensical word
My fingers are like fudge
Thin in the art thick in the part
Where you need to be nimble
Piano yells at me as if playing is simple
So I put on my favorite song
By the Sounds Of Blackness
It’s “Optimistic” and I feel it
A soulful voice melts my challenges
Tells me I can win and to not give up
Before long a Miracle full blown
Occurs when I get two chords right
And then follow the melody my delight
My heart is a yellow kite
I suck less today than last time
I tried to play piano!
I'm in the mood for fudge,
simply because I crave it,
so I will gladly make it,
cause I'm in the mood for fudge.
I'm in the mood for fudge,
my taste buds cry out for it.
Oh, how I just adore it!
I'm in the mood for fudge.
Ingredients have been gathered.
Wow! That's a lot of sugar.
Calories there'll be many,
but I'm in the mood for fudge.
The holidays will soon be over,
and the fudge will have all been eaten.
But, for today there's plenty,
and I'm in the mood for fudge.
12/4/15
Dessert tonight, sir?
Yes, a hot fudge sundae please
and hold the ice cream
and that fake cherry
Lose the whipped cream and nuts too
Give it to me straight
***For Linda Marie's contest
GRUDGE FUDGE
I never bear grudges, and I never bear ill,
For these unwanted feelings, can easily spill,
Out of control and seep into our souls,
Destroy our long term dreams and goals,
If we lean towards this, wish it away with will.
MUST BE THE WEATHER
Must be the weather
I'm floating on air
Nothing to distress me
No worries no cares
Life's a big hoot
Fun stuff nonstop
A hot fudge sundae
With a cherry on top
Some may say
“Man, get real”
Here's what I tell 'em
It's all how you feel
About life and it's trials
They're only a test
So hang in there people
Show 'em your best
I'll sum this thing up
With this bit of advice
If you feel like chuckling
Never think twice
@Jack Ellison 2012
Popcorn drizzled with dark fudge.
Salty and sweet treat.
Delicious you be the judge.
This snack can't be beat
when you want a sweet.
Its so neat.
Eat!
Villanelle : Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
All things cling together only to tear one another apart
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar
So does any age beset by gnawing fratricidal war
When humans use words to confuse every thought
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
Seasons come and go as the watchful evening star
Nothing about roaring Nature reflects the human part
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar
Lives are merely words forged in the nuclear star
They bubble and gurgle then blow themselves apart
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
Mountains speak to rivers and rivers the oceans scar
As every word starlings twirl into ritualistic art
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar
Each human’s a replica of a blind and drifting star
Though Heaven and Hell be not so darned far apart
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Fudge
Sweet chocolate
making, smelling, tasting
Energy, crazy, sluggish, heavy
Seasoning, frying, baking
Hamburgers chili
Ground beef
There once was a fellow who was a drudge
When something bad happened, he held a grudge
It just ate him up inside
His very navel was snide
Then everything changed ~ He discovered fudge
Mrytle the turtle bought a new girdle
when her zipper wouldn't budge.
She sucked in her gut and stuck out
her butt and went off to buy more fudge.
It's so hot this afternoon
Pink tongue sticks to silver spoon
Ice cream melts despite the cherry
I drool to cool dish with strawberry.
My brunch made is hot fudge cake
With ice cream in the middle
And a grand strawberry milkshake
So tasty that makes me giggle
And the entree fried ice cream
with fried pickles to dip
All so very cooling for teeth
The sweetness stays on my lip.
7/2/2022
ICE CREAM POETRY CONTEST
Sponsor Julia Ward
Wish I was strikingly handsome, instead of a physical stud
With a body to die for, I'll let all you guys be the judge
Good looks have advantages
But because I eat many radishes
My complexion glows red so I must eat a lot of fudge... huh?