Sonnet Chocolate Poems

beyond the cartoon spring in Scooby Doo
like a stag on a mountain’s rippled rove
a dimensional wormhole letting feelings through
bringing words of secrets, a couple’s love
an...

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O Mama, do you have company up there?
Your mommy, your sweet daddy, do you ever see them?
The sun no longer has the same courtesy here,
He...

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BAKED ALASKA GRINNED THROUGH THE SNOWY WINDOW,     
CREPE-SUZETTE NICELY SAT ITSELF ON A FANCY PLATE BELOW,
NEW YORK CHEESECAKE WAS FIT AND...

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love has drifted and shifted from old days,
from daisies, roses and chocolate trays,
we fall in love, not after meet and look,
love is often through twitter...

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The Moon as a Metaphor for Your Mouth
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing...

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life is a dream  of chocolate covered trees
makes me so hungry to eat the trees
dark brown chocolate covered trees
as I eat them I hear...

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Ode to Bob

My little bird, 
that bites, 
hard.
How I love thee, 
anyway. 
You make me laugh, 
and cry, 
and believe
that all things 
are exactly…
what God...

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Lozenge
by Michael R. Burch

When I was closest to love, it did not seem
real at all, but a thing of such tenuous sweetness
it might dissolve in...

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Its strange how I have always loved the fall
Even as a child with schools threat so near
I yawn and watched as time slowed to a...

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Jane went out with friends
She spent the evening 
After a long drive
She was very tired
Sleeping through the night
In the morn she awoke
With a big surprise
Her...

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How sweetish it is, nothing can compare,
A rich, dense, and chocolatey creamy bite.
Taking a bite, like hugging a soft bear;
Though lack sugar it does it’s...

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Chocolate Chip
Written By:  D. Collins 4/7/17



That gewyness where your palate won’t separate from your tongue.
And once it does, all you want is another one.
It...

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i love you and I will always do,
please understand my situation,
if I could separate my self, I would be in the temple
and be with you...

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Charm grand good taste with happy choice,
Hurry this fest of chocolate;
Opt precious haste swift profound poise,
Cheer feeds the best as flavours flood;
Oomph knows a high...

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A portrait of emptiness 

I got a book sent from a Sunday paper it is in written
Portuguese and tries to tell the story of a...

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