Gumdrop Poems | Examples

Lollipops And Gumdrops

All the boys and girls 
run to her soft call;
Like a howling wind
is how it beckons,
they cannot resist;

Sweet lollipops 
young lips tickle;
Saliva builds 
for a gumdrop;

Enduring 
the torment
like a champ;

Candy
will eat 

kids.

I Was Playing Thunderbirds With My Kids and Forgot What Thunderbird 3 Was, So Asked the Lifeguard

he was unaware
wolf
which was disappointing
never attempt to move or donkey punch
the empire state building

ten years of planning
ten years of shrooms
ended with puppets
and strings like cave cheese
and shreddies

we were alone in the pool
the lifeguard looked like
satan's gumdrop 

layered like pie
and like a puppet on a string
junk socks and dutch rowboats
i told reception it was my first time at this pool 

i was told i could use my token for the locker
i told reception again it was my first time at this pool 

an overchlorinated swimming hole

You Can Be Anyone You Want To Be

You can be anyone you want to be! The teacher said.
I want to be a marshmallow.
I want to be a frog.
I want to be a daisy.
I want to be a computer.

The teacher stopped the kindergarteners.
You have to be a human.
I want to be a unicorn.
I want to be a dragon.
I want to be fire.

What do you want to be, teacher?
I want to be a gumdrop, she admitted.

Paper Airplane In a Gumdrop Sky

I was paused at a blood red light,
across from a clapboard church
          with a sign 
"English services available".
Off to the side I saw a chubby kid
clumsily attempting a cartwheel...
after brushing himself off 
he launched a paper airplane
that fluttered for a moment
crash landing in the rough grass.
As the purist smile suddenly arrived 
on his big, beautiful cinnamon face,
I thought about my grow children
and the brevity of this life.
The moment was electrified
filled with carnival and confetti
that simple things often bring.. 
This gum drop sky was made 
for only him~
The car behind me trumpeted
the light turned springish green..
I headed down a mundane road
that'd turned to golden beams-

Box Canyon Candy Land

Box canyon candy land,scrawled upon its walls 
the first children's book-illustrated by the ancients~
Glazed by queen frosting and a gingerbread man
A jolly blind man with a gumdrop candle stick 
tried to read it but forever scorched its meaning~
Ghost Dancers echoing through minted halls
bawling"lord licorice is coming with bushels
of thunder sticks and buckets of black rain
quickly clamor out or forever be washed away!"

From Our Perch In the Gnarly Gumdrop Tree

Greeting the day's offerings, we cat souls 
Were watching for scampering voles and moles.
Five vigilant cousins and I, perched up high,
watching the sun rise in the eastern sky.

From our perch in the gnarly gumdrop tree,
We surveyed the meadow, calm as we could be.
The grays and tans of a gentle morn,
Brought forth tasty mice, who were soon forlorn.

September day, offers so much lively meat on the ground.
We sneaked up stealthily, me and my brigade, profound.
We pounced, and the critters were goners for sure.
Their meat tasty, and fresh, and decidedly pure.

Our daily hunt, is so much fun, in this tree.
My cousins, my brother, my dad, and me.
We all do this, every single morn.
Making the little creatures feel forlorn.

Candy Castle

A candy castle so tasty and sweet
made out of the most delectable treats.

Peppermint domes that swirl red and white,
glisten and shine in the the glorious light.

Licorice steeples, to the sky they ascend.
with Fruit rolls ups as flags flapping in the wind. 

The drawbridge is made of warm gingerbread,
suspended by Twizzlers of cherry red.

Toffee and brittle are the bricks that make up the structure
Painted with icing of contrasting colors.

Frosting fastens the gumdrop shingles in place
making the roof sparkle with crystallized sugar lace.

A lollipop wreath hangs on the chocolate bar door,
whip cream and cherries top the decor. 

Jolly ranchers are the windows that do reside.
A rainbow tinted world can be viewed from inside.

The palace is surrounded by a gentle chocolate stream
Where marshmallow peeps like to float on and dream.

Things You Can Do With a Pen

In the world of the pen
Anything is possible
No task to daunting 
No destination out of reach

From five years old to ninety five 
 The pen can take us anywhere

The pen can be a source of great
Inspiration or it can be a most
Terrible weapon 

 It can make people laugh
It can make people cry
I can bring them down low
I can lift them up high

I can take you away to a fantasy land
Where knights in fine armor
Rescue fair maidens and do fierce battle
With firebreathing dragons

 With the pen you can dance through
Lollipop forests, sail licorice boats on 
chocolate oceans or climb candycane stairs
to gumdrop thrones

The most wonderful thing about the pen
It allows us to do whatever we choose
So use it for fun, use it for good,
Use it for inspiration and to lift hearts high
The pen has Great power 
so when you use it be wise

Sanmati My Inspiration

Sanmati, my messenger, is no more a milksop.
Ardent though is she never will yawp.
Nagging sometimes though in some shop.
Merrily walks in crowd alone till atop.
Amends her needs; tackles one with strop-
Till he agrees with her, else does lop.
In always high spirits, ready to swop
Joy or sorrow equally treats like gumdrop.
Angry if treats us like a bellhop
In our home or out, but never plop
Nor cry in public to show us flop.

Sweet Little Gumdrop

SWEET LITTLE GUMDROP
BY: JONATHAN W. HOPKINS

SWEET LITTLE GUMDROP,WITHOUT ANY SHAME,A CHRISTIAN GIRL FROM HEAVEN CAME. HER FATHER AND MOTHER LOVE HER DEARLY SO, SHE SHINES AS BRIGHT AS ANY RAINBOW.

MANY TRIALS THE FAMILY'S HAD TO BEAR,WHILE GUMDROP IS SMILING, WITHOUT A CARE.SHE HAS A HEALTH PROBLEM YOU SEE, AND SHE ACCEPTS IT WILLINGLY. YES, GUMDROP'S FROM HEAVEN, THE LORD'S LITTLE ANGEL SWEETIE, TO TEACH US TO LOVE, AND HAVE HUMILITY.

The Apple Does Not Fall Far From the Tree

Whispers surrounding every inch of her reckless body,
She hands the gumdrop to a stranger,
The gumdrop learns to walk and talk,
The gumdrop slowly potty trains,
The gumdrop goes to kindergarten,
The gumdrop falls on her head.


The gumdrop joins a soccer team,
Soon the gumdrop quits,
The gumdrop is a woman now,
The gumdrop graduates freely,
The gumdrop starts to go crazy,
Seeing splotches in her soup,
Talking to the statues,
The only friends of hers.

She meets a man and falls in 'love',
She expects her own gumdrop,
She breaks down.
Whispers surrounding every inch of her reckless body,
She hands the gumdrop to a stranger.

Spanish Sunset

Just I,

maybe a little  different ,but really not shy,

biography  I imagined of an ordinary guy,

not scary,

drop by,

same old story from the same old friend,

ever thought of what it would be like ,ah, 

to look like me,

not able to speak ,

not able to see,

I like apple trees and the buzzing of a bee

wish you was me,

ah,

it could never be,

come to my world and then you see,

duckin and a dodgin,

the dream that would never be,

the false hope you are teachin, is given to me,

as American as an gumdrop tree,

you just don't see ,

but really what is the difference between you and me.

Fairy Leaves

Neath, all willows soft and charm 
 Many are lost held from harm 
 Gumdrop lane shows the opal hidden trees as far as they can be 
 If you only believe? 


  


  Neath, all opaque caverns lay fairys castles kept hidden 
 Magnolias glow wild for each to all who is giving 
 Grandmothers ' fairy's ring at midnight away the human child they say 
 Shoetrees come to humans , who do not heed the warning, I say! 

 


  Ridges of yesterdays fairy's loves, She will cast her spell from above 
 Small sandpipers creep in gnomes stand guard above, she watches third eye with constant love 
 Lighted vessels await to you who come, she will help you recieve 
 All shall come to pass, do you believe?

Whaoh Whaohwah Waaaaoh

The times are changing,
and it doesn't help that
there are millions of people
seeing a rock and thinking
a poem, and a stained glass
window stretches across
everything, to break language
apart at the seams, because
one man's tears, are another's
fury, a belly roar of laughter
and a quiet smile, 
because it took me a while
to learn, that no one is the same,
and that poetry marks our soul
as with a compass, to a place
that only we know, and the
real treasure is understanding,
and trying to fill 
those sand clogged shoes,
and perhaps we'll never understand,
but see ourselves in the ashes 
of another, our calm compatriot
poetic brother that speaks
with gumdrop rhymes, and 
candy corn adjectives
to give us a treat of his life.

A Fairy's Tale

Beyond five-color-banded rainbow is fairyland
nestled deep in fragrant flowered valleys.
Comforting breezes flow when giant wings expand
flying baby blue skies over gumdrop alleys.

Sweet confetti sprinkle marmalade mountain peaks
towering high above cotton candy clouds.
Cool chocolate milk flows through giant rivers and creeks
snaking its way amidst huge ravenous crowds.

Warm gingerbread houses line fairyland hamlet
tucked away near dark-fudge-mud-cake talus.
It rains sugar crystal tears without getting wet
however; mint green grass grows regardless.

Fairies travel miles to turn teeth into money
do so more often to add a big smile.
Although they look and dress kind of funny
their sure kindness never runs out of style.

Not everyone is a fairy in fairyland
sprouting wings is very hard to achieve.
One must be gentle and have a kind hand
but most of all, they must believe.

Copyright © 2011  By Caryl S. Muzzey

Third Place Winner ~ "Land of Faries” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Leighann Anderson
Aug. 8, 2011

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