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Premium Member Chocolate Covered Cherries
Chocolate Covered Cherries
How ooey gooey good
Oh how I love the sweetness
Chocolate never tasted so good
Only one is not enough
Love them as I do
And I await them anxiously
Then buy and hoard a few
Eaten on the sly

Chocolate Covered Cherries
Only once a year
Venders put them on display
Enticing far...

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© Judy Ball  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: venders, candy,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Evenings On Strasbourg Piers
Used to live in
Strasbourg:
9, Quai de Paris.
The piers in that
city
Were on canals.

Window flower boxes
On Alsatian cafes,
Choucroute garnie
entres
With onion tartes.

Venders sell hot
chestnuts
In Orangerie park.
I'd sight-see after
dark
La Petite France.

Notes: Choucroute
garnie is sauerkraut
slow cooked with
Riesling white wine,
potatoes, ham,
sausages, and
cloves.  Tarte a
l’oignon is also an
Alsatian specialty.
 La Petite...

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Categories: venders, beauty, food, nostalgia, romantic,
Form: Verse
Diamonds Are Forever
Picked up first by man in cave
First graffiti for stories they crave
Used by First Nations fire and trade
Wagon wheel trails new comers forged laid

While miners dug deep under the soil 
Horse buggy venders many did toil
Stored in homes and sold street to street
Easier lives this...

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Categories: venders, adventure, business, fire, future,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



All You An Eat
ALL YOU CAN EAT

by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


I never subscribed to an unusual idea
That aliens are among us and thriving here
I now question my stand on that theory
Cause I’ve noticed some bodies quite eerie
I see gigantic beings wherever I go
They start out big and continue to grow
The...

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Categories: venders, addiction, america, culture, food,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Spankin New Bum For Tommy
Tommy fell off his bike and broke his bum 
When he set off to find a new one
Big, tall, or one size fits all
A man he met at the mall,
offered a new bum but for a large sum

Tommy looked here, there, and everywhere
Even the stores...

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© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: venders, holiday,
Form: Limerick
Tooth Brush
Tooth Brush

Tender bristles plenty in number
Against the shiny enamel
Like ears of millet plantation
Tossing heads
Against perfumed brush of swooning breeze
Allure tongues not lesser
Than vehement kisses
O! Tooth Brush!

Charmed equally 
Miners and milliners
You are simply a principle
A scientific proposition
Easy to understand and easy to follow
You’ve traversed all the...

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Categories: venders, allegory, anxiety, change, depression,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Kathmandu, Nepal 2003
The sun drenchs and heat soaks the air.
It throbbs with fumes.
The drivers of the three wheeled, canvas covered
taxi’s curse, beep, and press
their way between motor cycles
with garishly clad riders.

Males in western-style helmets 
drive women, dressed in peacock-colored saris,
down the main boulevards between
the Mercedes of diplomats...

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Categories: venders, urban
Form: Narrative
Butters Drippin From My Elbows
Butters Drippin’ From My Ears

Summer’s mostly over
I’ve not once mentioned Iowa corn.
It’s the symbol of the state
In which this rhymer’s born.

There are other places
That grows passable “sweet” corn.
I’ve eaten several others
But my druthers always torn.

In dead of winters dreary days
And it’s all the markets got
That...

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© Old Buck  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: venders, farm, food, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
With Apologies To Jack London
"Church St. people of the abyss."

                 A pancake breakfast in Jericho,
                 through the...

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Categories: venders, angst, drink, guitar, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Baseball's Fun In the Sun!
8-3-2005.

With the crack of the bat,baseballs seem to
fly and float over my glove!As i step back
near the wall,this round like orb
approaches furiously from way above!
I take a long jump,and stretch out my
gloved hand,Just a might short of this
warning track,while listening to the
roaring crowd,and it's peanut...

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Categories: venders, happiness, inspirational, people, social,
Form:
Premium Member Farmers Market In Spring
Hanging baskets swing in sunshine.
Troves of lilacs everywhere.
Venders open down the line.
Boiling peanuts permeate fresh air.

Hundreds of flowers revel in beauty.
Some plain but many exotic.
So cheap of price, I feel it my duty.
To buy a few, and do, wouldn’t you know it.

Usually, too many, before...

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Categories: venders, seasons
Form: Quatrain
Economics
ECONOMICS
 
Grunt, from the hunt,
Has more than he can eat.
Groan, maker of tools of stone,
Trades a spear point
For a fat leg joint.
Moan, who sews skins 
Traded for an ax sharply honed
And a nice shoulder bone.
But when the tribe grew big it was seen
That something was...

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Categories: venders, change, money, political, trust,
Form: Light Verse
The Bajillion Dollar Business of Christmas
Despite being atheist,
     I would nonetheless bet
     dollars to donuts
     (Dunkin and/or other wise)
Jesus would be mighty pleased
     to know, his sir name
     linkedin with...

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Categories: venders, 12th grade, bible, humor,
Form: Free verse
The Bajillion Dollar Business of Christmas Circa December 2019
Despite being atheist, 
with serpent teen eyes,
I would nonetheless bet 
Eve fen number guys
named Adam, or gals noel lies
(christened) dollars to donuts
(Dunkin and/or otherwise)
Jesus would be mighty pleased
to know, his surname
linkedin with commercial ties,

no matter, he might not garner rise
zen percentage of profits, no matter...

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Categories: venders, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Crying Over Spilt Milk
Amongst the finest silk.
Beginning to spill is the milk.
Caressing the very fabric.
Disgracing the very cosmic.
Enjoying the destruction.
Fraying the very eruption.
Grave driven is the rage.
Harboring the scent of sage.
Indignant excuse.
Jester the abuse.
Killing the very soul.
Losing all of your control.
Milk runs and brands.
Open container saves the other...

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© Hell Kat  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: venders, confusion, sad, teen,
Form: ABC

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry