Best Tutti Frutti Poems

POEM "JELLY BELLY" by martin gedge

A jar full of jelly and a bag full of beans

in multiples of colors in a rainbow of dreams

a taste that you savor in the juicy of a jam

bursting with the flavor in handful sugar slam

mellow yellow lemon and orange...

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I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces,
Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces.

People were as dissimilar as their houses, the both of them rather fascinating,
Like flashing disparities of dazzling stars, when a pale moon is...

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In this decade: pizza, soda, 
Colonel Sanders, 
burgers only fifteen cents;
"Tutti Frutti," 
sock hops, "mooning," 
Rock and Roll (monumental consequence);

Rosa's bus ride, 
suburbs, fluoride,
escalating sales, 
vaccine for polio;
Mickey Mouse Club, 
Haley, Hitchcock, 
Davy Crockett, 
drive-ins,
 Fats Domino;

Causeless Rebel crashing car, 
bouffant hairdos,
 "har dee har...

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I'm not in step with the Serious Bards
For me, it's the sillier words that chime
I see quadrangles instead of a yard
Jaunty hootenannies I find sublime

I don't howl or cry out, I ululate
Clip-clop and flip-flop, both such disarmers!
Gummy tutti frutti, please be my date
Phenomenology - what...

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Sing me to sleep
 
Enveloped in your embrace,
Sing me to sleep.
From a hard day at the grind,
Grant me rest,
Cocooned in your warmth.
 
A rarity in beauty,
You enchanted my soul,
From the very first.
All reasoning supplanted,
I’m to you devoted.
 
My tutti-frutti,
Ravished by your love,
I’m enslaved by your...

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Among your orchard grooves lemon green grew
At first the dream-like pear-shape eyes
Until i parted and stared closely 
Into your cherries iris pupils
That aim the Cupid's arrow, 
Piercing through my reddened apple
Puncturing a spring full of blood
That gushed to overwhelm my melon soul,
Until the supple roundness
Of...

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Petite-o-tat-oes, baked 
of a fiery oven
Crispy skin
as spud's innards
fluff into a hot
morsel of delight
Butter-drowned 
sour cream, spices                         

Romaine lettuce wedge
french bread-fresh-baked
creamy...

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I feel that funny bulge a tingle
The mouth was craving for
Doritos and Pringle
Burger King has become the norm
This belly here is weathering hunger's Storm
French Fries Haven
for an old lard unshaven
I'm too late for a Spanish cutie
A fan of grease and some tutti-frutti
Enters the area that...

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...for Freddie Mercury


Muscles, sinews, stretching, pulsing,
sweat, saliva, spitting forth,
bold gyrations, undulations,
strutting out for all he's worth.
Pounding, every ounce of effort
pouring from his proud physique,
prancing, dancing, always making
music that will leave us weak.

Roger Taylor, Brian May, 
conspirators who fueled his fire,
bassman Deacon, never wasting
licks designed to...

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 I have been called 'names' besides my name
to grandpa I was 'Funny Girl'
I would stomp my foot but still to him I came
he was funny and I wish that I could be Funny Girl again

My sweet grandma always called me her 'Dear Heart'
she also...

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A Thought stands alone; waiting, cold, and shivering.
Yay, succor from a Scribe, who against the slaughter of the innocent, and whose own thoughts are fair, places around the shoulders of the Thought a robe of ermine- this being a robe of magic- the magic and...

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From endemic to pandemic
The media and politicians are taking the mick!
The scary virus gathered then,
Scattered the crowds who now share the fear
And panic!

No one is spared from the crowd now,
If you cough you are in trouble
If you sneeze in public you are in a double...

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...for Freddie Mercury


Muscles, sinews, stretching, pulsing,
sweat, saliva, spitting forth,
bold gyrations, undulations,
strutting out for all he's worth.
Pounding, every ounce of effort
pouring from his proud physique,
prancing, dancing, always making
music that will leave us weak.

Roger Taylor, Brian May, 
conspirators who fueled his fire,
bass man Deacon, never wasting
licks designed...

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...for Freddie Mercury


Muscles, sinews, stretching, pulsing,
sweat, saliva, spitting forth,
bold gyrations, undulations,
strutting out for all he's worth.
Pounding, every ounce of effort
pouring from his proud physique,
prancing, dancing, always making
music that will leave us weak.

Roger Taylor, Brian May, 
conspirators who fueled his fire,
bassman Deacon, never wasting
licks designed to...

Continue reading...

...for Freddie Mercury


Muscles, sinews, stretching, pulsing,
sweat, saliva, spitting forth,
bold gyrations, undulations,
strutting out for all he's worth.
Pounding, every ounce of effort
pouring from his proud physique,
prancing, dancing, always making
music that will leave us weak.

Roger Taylor, Brian May, 
conspirators who fueled his fire,
bassman Deacon, never wasting
licks designed to...

Continue reading...