Best Liquorish Poems

It's my favorite sweat treat
and one I enjoy,
they are long, round, and twisty
come in 2 flavors
red and liquorish
and taste good
good!...

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perhaps i should have looked away 
my mind takes me back to the general store 
of black liquorish sticks red cobble stone walk ways 
the reading of immortal poems as william mason
 
sounds off hot off the press the negroe spirit soar
something that only vachel...

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Sweet
         (Nonet)

So tasty on oceans chocolate
Waves lift up on light sugar spray 	
White, tender, cherry red love
Kissed on liquorish boat 
Made of bliss, pink rails
Sails of candy
Delicious
Mistress
Sweet...

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AN ART COLLECTOR.

With his golden mask & odious grin
The collector sat at his throne akimbo
Snailed & skulled intelligence in limbo
His pockets bulging and his ego to the brim.

He looks aside at a still life in lemon
His mouth of acid and his life of rind
His life...

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What is Black?
Black is the thunder in the sky
Clashing against the clouds
It's the black liquorish 
That you get from the store
It's the smoke rising from the fire
Black is quiet 
As the silent night 
Black is the bat in cave
It's wings fluttering 
It's the ghost in...

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AN ART COLLECTOR.

With his golden mask & odious grin
The collector sat at his throne akimbo
Snailed & skulled intelligence in limbo
His pockets bulging and his ego to the brim.

He looks aside at a still life in lemon
His mouth of acid and his life of rind
His life...

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I was sipping on some whiskey when a black cat crossed my trail;
There was a black magic woman that liked to swish her tail.
   It was a black Cadillac that took my daddy to his grave;
   It was a black beauty...

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The kaleidoscope fits together fantastically 
The force that is beneath its bones opens the soul mesmerizingly
Between coldness of vacuum stars fiery sea
The soul is a ship among oceans’ of stars majesty

Among ocean so vast
Arises liquorish shaped beam of energy that its shadow will cast
The force...

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My eyes are hungry to taste of your smile
To devour luscious lips at a glance
They savor sweet flavor of sparkling eyes
Lick liquorish lashes at every chance

My eyes are hungry to nibble your skin
Driving appetite your essence to know
Wondering where scrumptious feast to begin
The take you,...

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The train to Boston goes clonkity dong, clonkity ding,
and ever the handy hack Gershwin takes up
the rhythm and makes it sing.
Rhapsodic rhapsodies in jazz mode
stomp among the carriage silverware and glasses,
makes them tink, jitter and chatter
to the shoe shined suits
that doze along to the whitling...

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Stew used to monopolize the lunchroom conversation.
But now he has competition galore,
Especially if the new guy imbibes in liquorish celebration. 
No one listens to either one anymore...

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"In times of need, the devil eats flies", an old folk wisdom, shared by Anne-Lise Andresen

Praise the frog who croaks on high,
whose legs propel him to the sky,
who sticks his tongue out at a fly -  
praise the frog who croaks on high.

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