I have invented the Jalapeno Hoppers, and they are all the rage.
The candy designers and I jumped swiftly onto the inventors page.
We have added chocolate and caramel to the spicy sauce of green.
When you take a bite, your first reaction is a delighted scream!
Now scramble toward the Jalapeno table, and decorate your fix.
Use lemon drops or chili cha cha’s’ we’ve thrown salt rags in the mix.
You can change the taste a tiny bit with a garnish on the side.
I usually use barbequed bananas, but gummies never want to hide.
The candy I have invented is refreshing, and it makes you younger too.
As you chomp on the hoppers, you will go from age sixty to twenty-two.
You will need to bring some smaller clothes, maybe a size two or three.
You will love how your waist feels, and you will be as happy as can be!
Categories:
hoppers, food,
Form: Rhyme
Frog hoppers dance by the brilliant light of the moon.
The jitterbugging is lively and some of them swoon.
Two get carried away. One of them tries to spoon.
The other frog pushes her away, as he does a loud croon.
There is a howling wail of a meadow lark loon.
An interloper spies on them, a masked raccoon.
They dance their legs off on the sand dune.
Most of them are excited at the frog’s old-time tune.
Categories:
hoppers, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Free verse
Homie hoppers are all over the young adult Sunday School Class
Five couples, and they have all been married at one time or another
To at least two other people in the class.
It is the weirdest dynamic in the world, but it is what I have to work with.
There are so many knowing looks and inside jokes.
Lots of laughter. I have never taught such a class.
I am eighty-two years young, and have learned to keep my mouth shut.
Never referring to “your husband” or “your wife” or even “your partner”
for things change so swiftly.
Categories:
hoppers, confusion,
Form: Free verse
if a frog hops
a fish jumps
a kangaroo hops
and a rabbit jumps
grasshoppers hops
some to the tree tops
daddy, daddy make them stop
WHERE ARE THEY GOING?
-they go up they come down to back to the ground
where are they now???
12/2/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
Categories:
hoppers, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Free verse
Read with image at my blog: purelandsutras.wordpress.com
Night’s shadow lours upon the world
And the streets are silent like the
Netherworld—without a single
Morning soul to be seen or heard.
But amidst the dimness is a lone
Lit nest serving toffee flavored coffee,
And as the jukebox sings “Do I Worry” ,
Wistful nighthawks gather to ponder
From midnight to twilight, minding
Only their lonely aloof thoughts,
And to be adrift in surreal reverie,
During this moonlit lull when the
Sun shines bright but in dreamworld.
Note: Do I Worry is an Ink Spots song.
Poem released into Public Domain
Categories:
hoppers, art, beauty, inspiration, loneliness,
Form: Free verse