A girl who's incredibly shy,
But if she opens up, she's like a bon-bon,
So colorful and exciting,
Her friends help her fly,
Another young lass,
Who will let you stand under her umbrella,
When your feeling down or lost,
But watch out for her sass,
Again another lady, yes,
Who needs encouraging and support,
Her friends stand behind her and say;
You will never be less,
And here is the last girl,
Risen from ashes and pain,
Her friends watch with pride,
As her new, confident wings unfurl.
Categories:
bon bon, 8th grade, friend, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Holiday baking party;
Cookies of ginger,
Raisins in chocolate suite,
Colored crystals of
Sugar with a crunch;
Pumpkin bread
High!
Pies and sweet-spiced cakes galore,
Bourbon Bon-bon joy;
Popcorn balls, all colored bright,
Fruitcake to delight,
Spiced cider in mugs,
Jam cake too
Thrill!
Categories:
bon bon, celebration, christmas, food, holiday,
Form: Epulaeryu
The Social Life
A monkey sits on the roof, eats a bon, bon
with its wrapper on teasing a dog.
I sit in the bar, with Sylvia and Fred, drink
cola through a straw.
Bottles on shelves promise me I will be
strong, feel at ease with this weird couple.
Fear will flutter away
like butterflies in a glade
disturbed by a hare.
A small glass of beer,
the monkey laughed.
came down from the roof.
I`m confident again
Fred is funny and
Sylvia is beautiful
Categories:
bon bon, anti bullying, anxiety, blue,
Form: Blank verse
Hey, hey, hey Latin cutie,
hot on the dance floor
come and let me dance with
you, I can feel the heat
radiating from your body
and Whoa I am mesmerized
GET FUNKY,GET FUNKY
GET FUNKY baby oh
yi, yi, yi GET FUNKY
GET FUNKY,GET FUNKY
baby work that FANDANGO
Oh go, go, go and GET
FUNKY baby here on the
dance floor do that FANDANGO
like they do in Rio De Janeiro
Hey, hey, hey you Latin hottie
you, get down on your bad self-shake
It baby shake it, look, look
it looks just like jello on springs
oh baby let me touch it, let me
lick it, let me taste it oooh carumba
bon bon Louis and I don't need no
Spanish fly on the fly oh no 'cuz
you are the bomb you hot, hot
Latin thing...
I can feel the heat radiating from
your body and I am mystified
GET FUNKY, GET FUNKY
GET FUNKY baby oh yi, yi, yi
Whoa work that FANDANGO
oh go, go, go and GET FUNKY
GET FUNKY, GET FUNKY
right here and now on the dance
floor, do that FANDANGO, work
that FANDANGO just like you
used to do in Rio, Rio De Janeiro
and GET FUNKY!
Categories:
bon bon, cute love, dance, spanish,
Form: Free verse
Well Tom Smith it’s a cracker
Sugar almond twist in a wrapper
That little bon’ bon’ you discovered
Way back in eighteen forty
You painted a pretty picture
From your Paris adventure
Something to be remembered
A Christmas cracker novelty
And throwing that log on the fire
Only proved your desire
You took it one step higher
With a simple popping thing
You added a mechanism
After experimenting
And now were all celebrating
Your Christmas cracker dream
The bon’ bon’ you transformed
Is now the Christmas scene
That Christmas cracker was born
With a whistle a hat and a scream
And were sharing them around the table
At these wonderful Christmas times
Wearing hats and blowing whistles
Telling jokes and funny rhymes
You created something unique
For the whole world to share
A Christmas cracker in a wrapper
Coloured tissue paper with flare
So it’s thanks to you and your trip
As we pull these crackers now
Remembering when they go pop
What you created was a Christmas Wow
Have A Wonderful Christmas Everybody
Just A Bit of History In The Making Of Christmas
© Copyright KC.Leake
27th December 2016
All Rights Reserved
Categories:
bon bon, adventure, blessing, christmas, happiness,
Form: Light Verse
I am going to do what I am going to do
And you are going to do what you are going to do
What am I doing?
You will see
You don't get to play
And not having me play too
Except at the end you will be the one
who is losing
Because I don't lose
You ask for it
You will then get it
Bon Bon
Ahh I want some of that
Good luck and good drink
'Cause you are going to need it
Categories:
bon bon, faith,
Form: Free verse
All that's left is figures. And frostbitten
fairy tales (in the heart!) in the Book of Nonexistence. A Poem
created, for the first (junction of two bodies!)
morning bus.
Who am I?
I identify a reflection in the spectral murmur. I see
the stalactites (in the heart!) in a cup of tea. We,
restrained, from astounding (junction of two bodies!)
dance of virtue.
Who are we?
Nervous readings repeated...Deflowered
K. (in the heart!) in the fluid of crincled rhymes. Or,
In Our case: amourous of (junction of two bodies!)
giggle of the reason.
All that's left is...some fairy tales?
Categories:
bon bon, cry, deep, desire, god,
Form: Free verse
Once there was a man called Mike & Irk
got his sweetheart “sweet tooth” pop rocks,
Bon-bon, candy, lollipop, toffee
Wonka laffy taffy cherry
Bloody how could the “old salt” indulge in sweet-talk?
Written for the Contest "Sweet or salty?" by my friend Poet.Andrea Dietrich
Categories:
bon bon, humor,
Form: Limerick
A bright painted fawn she choose
Face aglow, roses lightening dawn
The reds, the yellows and the blues
On the bright painted fawn
All around the spirals and bon bon
Frilly frocks and bright red shoes
Streets lined with dew filled lawn
The carnival in all its hues
Eyes closed mind in a swoon
She laughed her pain, a perfect ruse
On the bright painted fawn
08/08/13
By- Tahera Mannan
For Nette’s ‘Carousel in Roundel’ contest.
Categories:
bon bon, pain, sensual, woman,
Form: Rondeau
IMF's Dominique Strauss Kahn
Wanted a hotel suite bon-bon
This forceful hard sell
In New York's Sofitel
Is what all his borrowers chew on
Categories:
bon bon, allegory
Form: Limerick
A big bowl of treats by the door
Is impossible to ignore
When the kids have gone
I eat a bon bon
Which turns into maybe one more
Categories:
bon bon, food
Form: Limerick