Best Limon Poems
Apple pucker gets things started.
Bacardi Limon, with Sprite of course.
Cactus Juice, on the rocks.
Dirty mother, one of my Kahlua faves.
Eggnog, now even more so my Christmas fave.
French Connection, takes me to France for next to nothing.
Gin and tonic, just to try it.
Hypnotiq, I'm hooked on it.
Incredible Hulk, he'll tear you up.
Jack Daniels, my new best friend.
Kahlua, add it to coffee...mmmm mmmm good.
Long Island Iced Tea, one is not enough for me.
Malibu and Coke for an island escape.
Nuttini, the only martini that I will touch.
Ouzo, Greeks can keep this for themselves, I wouldn't mind one bit.
Pina coladas, problems soon forgotten.
Quince liqueur, if I have the time.
Rusty Nail, the kind I don't mind if I encounter.
Sex on the beach, now that's always fun.
Tequila one, tequila two, tequila three, tequila floor.
U-238, the only bomb I wanna be blown away by.
Velvet Hammer, can pound on me anytime.
Whiskey, Irish whiskey, preferably...goes down smooth, doesn't burn.
***, the Molson that will wreak havoc with my head.
York Peppermint Patty shot when my breath needs refreshing.
Zima, for something to break the ice.
Categories:
limon, food, funny, imagination, life,
Form:
ABC
Very vibrant green lots of different trees
The quetzal bird sings in the bright morning
Aqua and red feathers fly through the fog
On the beach lay the tracks of a turtle
The sand is hot and soft during mid-day
It starts to rain in the wet green jungle
The strawberry darters hop in the rain
Pick some pineapples they grow nice and fresh
Pink, red and purple flowers grow on vines
your ears pop as you go through the mountains
look over the landscape green all around
colorful butterflies drift against trees
watch the sunset on the sweet Limon coast
gaze the night sky the shooting stars are bright
Categories:
limon, beach, culture,
Form:
Sonnet
I'm not desperate girl
I'm into affection girl, feeling
your bodies purity, while I'm
aroused like your white pearls
I'm into making love to your
body,
I'm into staying calm so its not
even being naughty
I'm into you feeling like a
women
I'm into making u feel refresh
like a citrus limon
I'm into pleasing you
I'm into these simple things
you do
after I'm done you'll clearly see
the boy
After I'm done you'll feel the
man deploy
After I'm done you'll feel that
butter love
You'll feel my ambition with the
world, my tears and things i
was burden of
You'll want to make me your
favorite new thing
Your breathe of fresh air as i
blow on your nose ring
whether black
Whether white
whether latin
whether persian
or asian
whether thin
whether thick
whether rain, snow or sun
you deserve it all for the times
you weren't appreciated Hun
With this on my mind how can i
fail at being a man going in as
a boy with the soul of a male.
Categories:
limon, girlfriend, relationship,
Form:
Southside Sunset
Poverty stricken pink, purple, orange incognito
After chasing down the poor paleta man and taking his stock of Paletas de Limon
The Fantastic Four, always together
grabbed up their baseball bats and mitts
And left me,
“Stupid Girl”
To play tea and dollies, girly follies
“Hey, HEY! Wait for me!
I want.. To play too”
“Girls Can’t Play Baseball!”
Shocked and angry, as if it was the most
Sacrilegious and blasphemous thing they’ve heard
All day
Dirt stained faces, roughed up knees
Yucky boy cooties
Walking across the street to the empty lot
“It’s a MAN’S sport. Your not a MAN. You absolutely cannot play”
“Yeah, IsaDORK! It’s against the CODE, the MAN code”
“You’ll never understand.”
“Go HOME!”
Defiant, I followed, watching patiently
For my moment
“Pleaseeeeee, Frankie, I wanna playyyyyy”
Finally, after some whispering among themselves
They lent me a bat, pitched it hard
And watched me hit it one straight out of the park
Open mouths, silence echoed
After the scream of the ball ended through the air
Smiling at their despair
Skipping off, saying
“see, I told ya so, I can do anything,
‘Cause girls are better”
The day after, the fantastic four became the fantastic Five
Always together, inseparable, From me, they never knew what to expect
Because from that day forward, I, at last had
The Boy’s Respect
-Dedicated to Mis Angelitos-
Heaven must be sweeter if your there, Guys
Miss you, Frankie, Emmanuel, Carlos
You left too soon...
Amigos para simpre
Categories:
limon, childhood, friendship, sports, time,
Form:
Free verse
"...the sister moon, cold, comely queen of the sky."
Ada Limon
********
You display your beauty like a rose,
your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,
blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.
O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'
assignations, fired with all the grief
you can distill, and all the joy.
You haunt the heavens, blithe and beauteous,
even when unseen your hold is mighty,
mistress of the menstrual flow, the driving force
behind each woman's mood and machination.
The sun shall lose her heat and bleed to death
e'er you dissolve, expend your final breath.
Categories:
limon, moon,
Form:
Verse
"...the sister moon, cold, comely queen of the sky."
Ada Limon
********
You display your beauty like a rose,
your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,
blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.
O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'
assignations, fired with all the grief
you can distill, and all the joy.
You haunt the heavens, blithe and beauteous,
even when unseen your hold is mighty,
mistress of the menstrual flow, the driving force
behind each woman's mood and machination.
The sun shall lose her heat and bleed to death
e'er you dissolve, expend your final breath.
Categories:
limon, moon,
Form:
Verse
"...the sister moon, cold, comely queen of the sky."
Ada Limon
********
You display your beauty like a rose,
your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,
blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.
O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'
assignations, fired with all the grief
you can distill, and all the joy.
You haunt the heavens, blithe and beauteous,
even when unseen your hold is mighty,
mistress of the menstrual flow, the driving force
behind each woman's mood and machination.
The sun shall lose her heat and bleed to death
e'er you dissolve, expend your final breath.
Categories:
limon, moon,
Form:
Verse
To think of death before she died,
to go where we can not yet go
but still we must.
To be 3,000 miles away when she
gave up the ghost and surrendered,
eyes closed forever, with nary a sound.
Wanting to have said "goodbye mum"
when she was still here to hear it,
and before the light was gone for her,
but not yet for me.
*******
Inspired by the poetry of Ada Limon,
and with thoughts on my own mother's death.
Categories:
limon, death,
Form:
Verse
EVOCATIONS a still life ekphrasis
time standing
stlll
arrested
moments
revealed
in
stimulations
of
the mind
revealed
illuminations
of
the
past
yesterdays
becoming
today
tomorrow's
postponed
memory
past pictures
live
again
momento
mori
in hypereality
as
monuments
to past
existence
from
shadows
of
transience
sentient
touchstones
in
memorials
of perception
aesthetic
sublimations
of
immersive
spontaneity
with
fascinating
expectations
a visual
of genesis
in
suspended
animation
still distant
now
living
again
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Checkout this unique still life (on a grand scale)by Jorge Diezma 'Bodegon del Limon'
Categories:
limon, art,
Form:
Ekphrasis
There once was a new ghost from Limon
Who was banished to spend death alone
He'd had no flair to flaunt
Didn't know where to haunt
So he spent Halloween on the phone
10-16-19
Contest: A New Halloween Inspired Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Categories:
limon, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
Afternoon Snowstorm in January
David J Walker
What else would I dream about
in January
When the chill is enough to kill
All incentive
And the north wind huffs its wicked breath
In a cruel Laugh
What else would I dream about except
a certain day in a
Far away June
The 10 O’clock sun blazing its tune to
The roar of the lawnmowers
Joining the song
Shorts and a t-shirt is all we had on
And new flip flops that knew
to keep time all along
the sweet smell of fresh mown grass
and the shrilled laugh of children flying
On swings that become wings
against a summer sky
What else would I dream about when
An ice storm sets in
except the
Cherry Icee’s we bought
At Gordon Moore’s drug store
For a dime
There was Cherry and Cola
Root beer and Limon Lime
We started to notice that
Girls were different
A mystery that would never be
Solved
What else would I dream about
in the concession
to an afternoon snowstorm
in January long gone
Categories:
limon, allegory, memory, snow,
Form:
Rhyme
A Spanish artist Jorge Diezma
painted a conceptual panorama
an immersive installation 8 yards long
still life,oil on cloth,Bodegon*
*Bodegon del Limon 2010
Categories:
limon, art, word play,
Form:
Clerihew
Lost in the miles, lost in the smiles,
the road calls out my name
Throttle in hand, a beckoning land,
no two days then the same
Direction unmapped, my nose to attack,
what’s never been before
Fate rides ahead, making my bed
—the wind to know for sure
(Limon Colorado: August, 2019)
Categories:
limon, travel,
Form:
Rhyme
The West changes you…
its wind blowing
distant and near
A promise you
had always meant
to keep
A feeling
better gifted
than kept
A memory
forever waiting
—unknown
(Limon Colorado: July, 2019)
Categories:
limon, visionary,
Form:
Free verse
surrounded by the past-
the sensation lasts&lasts
Categories:
limon, art,
Form:
Monoku