Caramelized Poems | Examples

Cream in the sausage

We know the secret to winning
The sweet fennel sausage with
sweet relish and eggnog yeast rolls. 
The toll of the roll
with caramelized onions
The dungeon were the tomato's
Ripen is scrubbing
Perfect lettuce ooh the sweet relish
Is it delish love your relish
Peggy rolls takes the tolls to another
Level
Sausage sammish and fries damn I 
Love your sandwich
Oniony buttered rolls
Like a grill cheese sandwich
I am in love you know
I gotta have it
Tickle me
I am your fool
Staula
The perfect fool
Cheese me up
To a whole new level
Feenl sweet
A seductive devil 
The spicy red  pepper flakes
Oh foo goodness sakes
We gotta good thang
Going on
It's my song


Won't stand a chance
Music by
Galveston Sweetie
Food by "Greasie" 
Courtesy of
Soothing Sounds
And by "Hot LOVER" 
OF SHORTIE RICO LLC. 
and the Sounds of
Black Music On nc.

Waves of the Moon

"Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life." ~ Pablo Neruda

I sail through citrine waves of the moon’s pulse,
weaving my spark from sea-stars
numb to the blaze of a dream-lashed gaze ~
      mute to the masked mist of ghosts,
as somehow between the seraphic sighs
of rising Luna and the aching sun,
there I found my muse crawling and cradling~ 
clouds of love bathed in luminous lavender…

So tonight, must I heed black-magic mantras,
spelled in neon gold by lips that lie,
or shall I wade through caramelized clarity,
for I’ve long homed hues of blooming twilight,
brushing the wistful heart of waning dusk,
drowning fiery flares within vain veins,
while the wind assumes I’ll touch no sand,
          anchored by timeless traces of poetry...

Bobbing for Planets

Dip 'em in caramelized honey or gummies
Without it, they taste kinda funny and runny
A Carnivale only for bobblehead gods
A barrel of laughs for the rest of us clods
That are blubbering bobbling bobbers bobbing 
For corn-on-the-cob

Chrstmas 1947

Christmas 1947

It was a time of deep poverty
with flour, milk, and margarine
my mother made porridge
put the pan on the table
said to her three children 
dig in it is all we have
went to bed and bitterly cried
A child doesn't  know it is poor
we ate the porridge and fought
about who was to scrape
the caramelized bottom of the pan
We, children with belly full
went to sleep, my sister on the
sofa, my brother and I on the floor

Chocolate

Candle-lit cravings ooze,
caramelized almonds,
creamy layers of love~
carving midnight spoons in
crisp cadence, coated with
cocoa milk; velvety
clusters of sweet essence.

Sakura Raindrops

When the aromatic garden of celestial spheres, splatters acrylic herbs, 
I listen to soft serenades of sakura raindrops, 
floating along singing sapphires, longing to reach the unseen colors, veiling cherry-blossom skies.

I ponder, if I could catch drizzling silhouettes of dancing diamonds,
would I then find petrichor tales of forsaken twilight? 
Perhaps, in their liquified state, metaphors do flow,
as I am the aesthetic aura of the champagne sun before raspberry rain, 
chasing butterflies and kaleidoscopic moonstones, 
rising from the pit of poisoned puddles, 
where petals of pretense play h i d e and s e e k, luring me into a delicate destruction. 

Now I swim amidst surging sorrows, finding jade stars~ hidden between tarnished turquoise, allowing trickling jewels of the azure lagoon, to anchor my sunken spirit to an island of unfaltering faith.
There, I’ll see beyond blurred blues, the caramelized eyes of a poetic knight, writing sensual sestinas to soothe my sleepless seas, rippling with rhinestone regrets upon rain-soaked shores.

Le Chicken Moussette Stadio

3 Tablespoons of crown royal
1/2 t of nutmeg
5 Tablespoons of parmesan (grated)
2 Tablespoon of Tarragon
2 T of chive
1 teaspoon of cayenne
salt to taste ( about 1 teaspoon)
1 teaspoon of lemon juice
2 T of parsley
4 Tablespoons of chopped bacon cooked
2 T of ground cooked chicken livers
2 Tablespoons of crushed garlic
2 T of troffel oil
Heavy Cream
3 egg whites
4 Pounds of ground chicken
puree chicken to smooth paste 
add cream until smooth
add cheese,garlic,chives,parsley,
and tarragon and bacon
add oil and wine
mix smooth with and add egg whites
mix until pale and smooth
using a whisk fluff up 4 egg whites
into peaks.
incorporate egg whites into chicken mixture and set aside

in a greased muffin pan line each port with puff pastry
add caramelized onions
caramelized mushrooms
and grated parmesan cheese
and prosciutto
top with chicken mixture
bake for 30 minutes or until done
serve with a hollandaise and garnish.
Serve with roasted garlic aparsgus.

Sweet but Psycho

She is sweet but psycho:
demons in her mind run wild at night,
refusing to let her see beyond grey circles,
that left her spiraling in panic
through perpetual plagues of pain.
Oblivious to the sparkling stars
arrayed in a straight line,
her memory's attic is clogged
with bruised tears,
collected from gloomy
summer symphonies of fear,
that froze her will
to comprehend what’s real
when creative lies become truth.
Yet she rises from hellish nightmares:
like morning sun-birds,
unaware of all the maniac mantras
chanted through wicked midnight hours,
dressed in darkness
as a paranoid piranha,
deeply irritating sane eyes,
her mystifying aura was never
destined for weakened souls,
lost in her own
messed up splitting perceptions.
She still keeps her faith intact,
finding peace from being understood,
amidst the unhinged chaos carried
beneath her caramelized skin.

Pictorial of Stained Glass

Written: November 05, 2023
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Glittering glass on gossamer ground 
untamed saffron blaze tackles its task 
a flawless waltz

Beaded up pristine runaway stars
In a bright, shimmering stream
weave shards of light onto a string of pearls
speaking upon ageless beauty.

I'm facing the sky
toward shards of dwindling light
patterns devoid of time

When daylight has faded
a caramelized lion and Noah ark coexist
placing my palms upwardly focused

With you in mind, I venture outside
rhapsody vibes under Moon candle
dreams seep into reality.

My heart, a litmus of love, triggered
emotional turmoil.

I just wish to offer you the best
of myself.

Autumn Moments

marmalade spreads on warm caramelized leaves~ autumn moments savor

She Steps Into His Arms Gladly

His spider web eyes
Delicious amber caramelized
Persuasively lively
Quick with playfulness
Surrounding with curiosity
Open to suggestions
Offering her Shangri-lah
She steps into his arm gladly
Eager to begin her forever dance

Cuddle Bottle Dew Dang Dew

her increasing wants ergeses me
to satisfy
the need for meat
I never ask why
the gravy sauces the plate
and covers the imperfections
of potatoes mashed to accompany the meat
this meat so tender
so damn tender
the edges crisp with sweet caramelized sweetness
salted perfectly
pink the center of the funk
the plate holds all this junk
tender enough to eat with a spoon
cooked well enough to tell somebody
to come over here
and eat like I ate,
come on ya'll dig the ripe, ripe roast
chef want sum pleasing for his teasing
tip the waitress, no?
your glad bag, and sum pictures
remove the meat from yo' denture
the wine was cheat but sweet
I really enjoyed yo' sweet, sweet meat!

Edible Matter

Flavorful horizon
Yellow sun hot like white onion
Cantaloupe moon
Sweet as butter briskets
Trees those greens like broccoli
Valley deep of soup stirring gravy
Baked mounds rain drops
On golden sands risen
Flavorful world
Delicious earth
Spinning matter like in a blender
Containing mountain tops of chocolate
Flavorful world sweet as caramelized sugar
Edible matter


 3/23/18
   Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018

My Mother In Laws House

Never had I embraced an officious abode as religiously before

But this striking red and white interior I started to adore

If I was out on a run and needed to use the loo

I’d stop by and relieve myself with no urgency to remove my shoe

Nested on the second floor and fairly warm during the cold

Drizzles off my head and from my eyes, it did hold

I have been offered a variety of sandwiches there

And sweet smiles and embraces by my snug caramelized bear

In the Fijian vicinity the British Big Ben would sound

Despite the degree of my insanity, my heart in tranquillity would pound

Last month when I stopped to say ‘hello’, at my mother-in-law’s house

The security guard enquired if I was the ex-owner’s spouse!

I stood speechless as in that relationship; we had no commitment

I then went to my mother’s home and painted it with an imitation ruby and snow, forfeiting a tenderly futile hunt.

My Heart Says Sorry

My heart, this morning, says sorry to you, 
It apologized for what it had done,
It apologized for all the pain it had caused, 
It apologized to everyone,

For falling in love with her beautiful dress, 
For loving the shape of her curve,
For falling in love with the dance that she did, 
For falling in love with hors d’oeuvres,

The caramelized onions, pizza wheel, chicken waffle, 
And lentil meatballs on a stick,
And eating all the strawberry buttermilk donuts, 
And eating until you were sick,

My heart, this morning, says sorry to you, 
My beautiful stomach and gut,
Especially sorry for those chillies I ate, 
And sorry to my tender butt.


Written 5th February 2018, entered into luloos contest "best poem in February" . this has never been entered into any contest :)

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