Best Nougat Poems
Twilight has it's own wings and its own melody
Battles with the mystery of a sun setting horizon dawning hues
Pearl white smile's from the moon, in a mood of beautiful seduction
Oracle within one thousand chants dances with the shadows of night shades
For you, I will catch every star that I see in the evening sky surrenders
Sparkling silver dust their trails leave magic spells whispers deeply winds
Drinking from the milky way a mix of delicious chocolate
Icing of a thousand shape shifting patterns emerge glowing
Soft caramel and gorgeous nougat smiles golden melting
Under a canopy of stars you remain cradled forever beautiful
I would love to dance like planets that circulate around the sun
Blood's rivers are like red cherries and float like wine
Its colorful aura exudes amazing happiness
Sweet like a dream, I lean my cheek on lace pillows
Everything feels so right, our love will grow strong
A collaborated poem
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid
11.01.2018
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
* Poem of the Week ; 14.01.2018
Your feelings in a group of touring innocence
travel up North towards trust and sincerity
in sweet submissive care like a carefully rubbed suede.
You put day light into your entrapment
for noontide to go nonstop.
Caress from yonder, massage from under
your skirts make appetite nonchalantly mourn
your legs present so nutraceutical to manly weakness.
If your bones are licked by wild beasts
the jungle would be protected by the ghost of sweet affection.
If the rains fall through the planes of your body
vapours of lust and desires will spring out of the Earth.
Your expensive flare, expresses you as a needed nougat
sliding pleasurably though wet lips in a greasy enjoyment of noodles
with aroma and taste capping up a nouvelle cuissine.
Night is dead from your day-long engaging chemistry
making the aggression of your nubile emission
in ration to any attempted resistance an improper fraction
when the night's light strike your contrasting body
for the creation of a mobile image so dark and graceful,
nature will sit down beauty for a serious interview.
I'm in the candy store, and man, i feel like a little boy,
Wanting to taste everything, but i should settle for some Almond Joy,
But who can focus on one, when there's so much,
My body gets weak, at the slightest of touch,
Of some Baby Ruth,
Man I'm telling y'all the truth,
I have an unstoppable candy addiction,
Airheads on my skin, surely causing some friction,
My favorite type of gum, is some sour Bubbalicious,
Butterfingers in my mouth, God, it taste so delicious,
Cherry Pop, Candy Cane, and some Candy Lipstick,
Jawbreakers, Red Hots, which ones do i pick,
Milk Duds, Mike & Ike, or how about some Twix,
Sweet candy everywhere, cant resist those Pixy Stix,
Jelly Belly, Jelly Nougat, i love those Jelly Beans,
Put my mom on the phone, get me a candy machine,
'Cause when i taste just one, it makes me want so much more,
Its like an orgy in my mouth, it makes me roll wild on the floor,
Sugar rushing all through my system,
My mom says enough, but heck, do i listen?
'Cause you cant stop me when i'm eating my treat,
Nothing can defeat me and those delectable heavenly sweets.
I crave sticky butter mint balls
Liquorice allsorts from the candy stalls
Orange smarties, my favourite treat
Violet crumbles I just love to eat
English toffees for me to masticate
Chocolate drops make me salivate
Aniseed balls would paint my tongue red
Nougat or should I choose fruit gums instead
Dime bars and snickers too much temptation
Yikes! my waistline spread’s caused aggravation!
Message In An Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
09/07/21
(co-written with Linda-Marie Bariana, "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup)
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He to She ...
Angelic chocolate candy so divine,
The only kind to send my valentine,
Each one is filled with sensual delight,
Tasty treats, my senses, to ignite.
My valentine is an angel from above,
As beautiful as a snow white dove,
She fits me as a soft warm glove,
And she gives me sweet exotic love.
Angels are known for their classic beauty,
Mine gives me love, not out of duty,
With wings of warmth she is my cutie,
She's always sweet and never snooty.
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She to He ...
You are my specialty confection,
With caramel charms and constant protection,
Loving me with angelic direction,
Memories ever flow reflection.
Chocolate kisses from passion's lips,
Nougat centers and cremes sweet sips,
Nuts and jellies like emotional dips,
Embraces so gentle my heart flips.
Pretty box of chocolates on Valentine's Day,
Gifts of love as the angels play
Their harps, with cords of atmosphere sway,
In love with you I will always stay.
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When the cat imitates
people and put on shoes,
there is a house party
Mr Puss in Boots emulates ...
When the cat plays
with skeins of wool,
makes a pretty mess
at grandma's school ...
When the meek cat
takes all his milk,
pleases his owner Beth
delights his owner Mr. Rilke ...
This innocent cat,
don't eat chocolate
and don't bark either ...
Do not eat nougat,
but loves to eat fish ,,,!
It's cute, so cute, it's cute
so fluffy this cat ,,,!
Jam roly poly, treacle sponge
And sticky toffee pudding head the top of my list
But apple pie, rhubarb crumble
Or a decent cheesecake are hard to resist
Banana splits, eclairs or brownies
Dumplings, nougat, cheese board or mousse
Crème brûlée. Fruit cocktail. Yoghurt
Serve it up and set me loose!
Rice pudding, Christmas pudding
Let me say it loud and clear
Summer pudding, Eve's pudding
Figgy pudding - bring it here
Cottage pudding, Diplomat pudding
Pancakes served throughout the year
Plum pudding, mango pudding
Put it on a plate and cheer
Hasty pudding, Saxon pudding
Vanilla pudding, chocolate pud
Yorkshire pudding filled with treacle
Make winter evenings warm and good
Sussex Pond pudding, sweet biscotti
Semolina (if that counts?!)
Panna cotta, profiteroles
Gâteaux. Meringues in any amount
I guess spotted dick is a bit of a worry
But to bread and butter pudding, I say "bring it on!"
I could plan on a flan, or a lardy cake
Or butter with glee my scone or scon'
Mince pies, cobblers, baklavas, strudels
Loaves and pastries - all tell a story
Even blancmange has a heritage
To match or beat our knickerbocker glory
There's fruit tarts, jam tarts, custard tarts, egg tarts
Milk tarts, cheese tarts, butter tarts too
Tarts from Manchester, Liverpool and Bakewell
French tarts, Jamaican tarts - to name but a few
Buns from Chelsea, cakes from Eccles
Wafers and muffins from all over the place
Doughnuts filled with jam or chocolate
Made to squirt on your shoulder or face
Strawberries & Cream, Eton Mess
Artic rolls and brandy snaps
Trifles should always be trifled with
If laced with sherry - it's a perfect nightcap
Sorbets leave the palate tingling
Fritters fritter your cares away
Waffles and crêpes warm the spirit
And sundaes are perfect for every day
So, whatever we may call them -
Be it puddings, sweets, desserts or afters
They taste best when shared with company
Served with a spoon, a smile and laughter
Hungry? Why wait?
Chocolate won't waste
Might go to your waist
Advertising is genius
Packed with peanuts
Quick way to protein us
Calories are king-sized
Due in part to caramelized
Nonetheless, it satisfies
You're not you, man,
When you're hungry for nougat
Share one (with Ted Nugent?)
Candy-licious, a name it needs
How about a Martian steed?
(Gives a flippant, hidden laugh) Indeed
Twilight has it's own wings and its own melody
Battles with the mystery of a sun setting horizon dawning hues
Pearl white smile's from the moon, in a mood of beautiful seduction
Oracle within one thousand chants dances with the shadows of night shades
For you, I will catch every star that I see as the evening sky surrenders
Sparkling silver dust their trails leave magic spells whispers deeply winds
Drinking from the milky way a mix of delicious chocolate
Icing of a thousand shape shifting patterns emerge glowing
Soft caramel and gorgeous nougat smiles golden melting
Under a canopy of stars you remain cradled forever beautiful
I would love to dance like planets that circulate around the sun
Blood's rivers are like red cherries and float like wine
Its colorful aura exudes amazing happiness
Sweet like a dream, I lean my cheek on lace pillows
Everything feels so right, our love will grow strong
A collaborated poem
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid
11.01.2018
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
* Poem of the Week ; 14.01.2018
on a velocipede against traffic pedaling hands free texting cyberspace
at the last minute the millipede with its mani pedi went to the stratosphere
to meet the dog up there.
What to be found you ask me raised by the jesuits
if I know my gum it is juicy fruity
for the cat to lick and god forbid the swallowing
what a nougat were the carmelites
if not caramel of a camel to carry the load
of fear the mighty ruler under the knees
Cupcakes on Parade
Lovely yellow, aromatic while it bakes
A lemon swirl dipped in coconut flakes
Vanilla bean or plump blueberry,
strawberry, raspberry or rum-soaked cherry.
A pb chocolate combo too
with caramel nougat winding through.
Pumpkin bold with lots of spice
with cream cheese frosting layered twice.
For a twist, a date banana kind
toasted marshmallow with bacon rind.
Whichever one you like the best,
whichever one outshines the rest,
Each can taste much more supreme
served with some yummy soft ice cream.
Leap Of Fatal Faith
Another battle fought and the shops are empty
Easter Bunnies in the production line can’t wait
I need money and lots of it for next year’s round
I hereby patent my golden turkey for survival
Little chocolate tank tracks and marzipan bullets
Cream covered shrapnel and gingerbread limbs
Toffee filled bomb shells nougat for camouflage
Sugar iced tent cities and plenty of tin soldiers
Refugees bubble gum boats standing no chance
Wars are for life and not a mess just for Christmas
With my bank account swelling there must be some
Sense in the day after Christmas so jump jubilate
Celebrate at your fatal peril and my sweet surprise
Always been crazy, dizzy even,
for gumdrops,
hankering iced jellyrolls.
Keen longing makes nougat
outlandishly pleasing.
Quick!
Relish stimulating temptation
until vigorous willpower
Xs yummy's zaniness.
Wrote this ABC..... poem for the recent contest, but by the time I got there, the contest was gone, dang! Hope you enjoy it anyway... I sure did enjoy writing it!
Apple tart tops apricot pie
Bitter gourd blends with bean curd fry
Carrot cake craves for chili sigh
Durian desserts yell doughnut cry.
Eggplants yield puddings shaped as chicks
Fruity gums glue potato sticks
Garlic lollipops waft shared licks
Hot tomatoes ignite toothpicks.
Ice cream, pepper flavor, alright
Jelly chocolates melt in light
Kindness candy brings heaven flight
Love-shaped cookies kiss lips with bite.
Merry marmalade smites bad pout
Nougat rewards weight lifter bout
Offered cheese ignores nosy doubt
Peanut butter makes nails so stout.
Quietude chips calm quirky strain
Restive popcorn reigns midst brain drain
Serenity soup soothes heart sprain
Tranquility sweets fight sleep pain.
Unity bread divides for all
Victory drinks kick fools to fall
Winsome pastries shout sugar call
Xanthic dips keep bouncing as ball.
Yummy delights appetite zest
Zooming toward dieter’s crest
Yearning for good night rest...
Zipper my mouth to thank* God, blest.
*1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
September 11, 2021
ABC with rhyme
5th place, "Nonsense Rhyme" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina; judged on 10/26/2021.
Johnny MacAlister was six-years-old, young enough still for wishes,
Baby sister, Rosie, was all of three, all giggling and adorable kisses.
With fond, indulgent parents, the family was content in their home,
In a town, sleepy in sunlit day, where a scarlet cock used his comb.
Johnny played with Rosie every day. He loved to get her laughing;
As if a gaudy parade of jesters and clowns, chanced to be passing!
Forget-me-not days brought fast friends, in fruitful times of flowers,
Fuchsia and filled with fragrance, highlighting fun, burgundy hours.
Fair days bloomed where fall had faded, and fortune brought family;
Like festive fireworks of celebration, illuming sunset skies, uncannily.
Johnny lived in the house of joy, and tiny feet, ever pitter pattering;
And of playing, mauve dawn to dusk, like bluebirds, ever chattering.
Sapphire, dusk skies twinkled smartly, beyond their street of scents;
When scanty, pink sun fled, scorching, while night waited in suspense.
With naive, newborn day, came neighbors, for hot coffee and nougat,
In green, noisy days of nearby birdsong, and violet butterfly contact.
'Fairy magnolias' created such magic, and 'hummingbird' blooms knew;'
And hibiscus 'imperial dragon' roared, as eyelash plants, lovelier grew.
Cape primrose 'wow,' awed, while syngonium ‘milk confetti,’ glittered;
And begonia 'ring of fire,' was smoking, while purple martins tittered.
Johnny's birthday wish had come true, he saw when he unwrapped it;
And found a pair of blue, roller skates, like a rainbow, shining for a bit.
But, before he could finish eating, the dreaded rain had begun to pour;
And his childish impatience grew as, instead of less, it showered more!
Yet, Johnny made another wish, magically granted, as skies brightened;
When the rain slowed, midst sunshine, its silvery-gold drops, so vibrant!
Johnny had such fun that day, for all the days of childhood, allow magic;
And never forgot the day silver fell like coins, like an old, golden classic.
'Rain, rain go away,
Come again another day.
Rain, rain go away,
Little Johnny wants to play.'