Jam Poems - Poems about Jam

At a bend in the road One needs take utmost care, More so on road of life.” By author **************************************************************** ...

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jam it’s sweeter than ham stickier than a dam spreadier than a ram welcomier than spam jarier than a can jellier than a plan though not drivier than a van not talkier than a man not blowier than a fan not cuddlier than a gran not crustier than a flan not detailier than a scan jam ...

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The Faded Garden Swing If the flaked paint on the old swing could speak, it would tell stories of days long ago, Of children's laughter and their bare, muddy feet, Of fireflies caught and imprisoned in empty jam jars, Like the fireflies, my memory flickers, trying to recall who lived across the street. The faded swing’s rusty chains...

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Abracadabra did not work for joy Her references backed by Leroy Tolstoy She threw the spells out and went with her soul Succeeding with the monsters, her ultimate goal Instinctive chants from her expanding diaphragm Jeepy Jappy Jumble Jolly Jee Jam She snapped her thumb and the elixir lit red hot Neon green too, then it began to dance and trot Slivers of...

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A silver platter, It is my sudden clutter, To spread my bread with butter, I even use the cutter, By posting a letter, I find something better, I would set my dessert later, I don't let it into a gutter, I am not a chatter, I am like a trader, I am not a sitter, I'm in a jitter, For a more beautiful flower, Not something as...

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spread thick and smooth on crusty bread a warmth that lingers softly said from apples ripe with autumn’s care a spice-laced story lingers there the pot would bubble steam would rise as time would brew its sweet disguise cinnamon whispers nutmeg sighs a comfort born beneath cool skies each spoonful holds a season’s glow the orchard’s gift a quiet show oh simple joys a timeless...

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Spoken warriors, with rhythm words as their sound swords/ A poetry slam where words and body language put the audience in a sweaty heap/ the spectrum of a creative sound off between spoken word poetry rappers and new time jazz hipsters has the club bustin' to the rafters/ expressive improvised creative pace and volume on the spot...

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The sand from the hourglass is slipping through the cracks between my fingers. as I track my time in increments, regulated, rhythmic, redundant. the weekends coming, it’s almost winter break. I think, as I fail to realize that I am watching time pass me by like I'm standing on the side of the road watching the cars drive...

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A sunflower stands tall, enthrall, A hidden gem in an empty field, High on its long unbranched, stem, Plate size, hue yolk-yellow, full face, With a mild, sweet, nutty scent. A drop of red-berry jam on its hem. Ruffled young dragonfly raced, A wild attraction of folly feast. Sherry, the little fairy sat in its place. Dragonfly, raises its wings, weave,...

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JAM CAM I’m sitting here still and aloof Held up in traffic of a morning We are all told to stay in lane And who are we to complain But cutting in without warning The blue light goes on the roof ...

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Motivated by jealousy she spitful undermined my intentions far to much to mention: intruding on my happiness making it harder for me to be the person I wanted to be as stoic as it seems I'm lacking happiness lacking valor rantings it's more like constant chantings in a relationship I'm pushed to the side interferance with my advances in awe taking second glances I couldn't beleive what I saw the odd one out just tagging...

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jim-dandy jingoist’s jolly jargon jeopardizes jittery Jerry’s jiffy jurisdiction. Jubilant joyful jongleur jerks judge Jones’ judgement. jam-packed jury jeers joyfully a jabberwocky....

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Traffic lights flash, but we're far from light Heavy flow on streets, emotions flow tight Horns blare a symphony, tempers blare too We're all packed in, feeling blue Drive me crazy, this gridlock scene Drive a hard bargain, just to stay clean Cars run smooth, but patience runs thin Time runs out as we're running in Stress mounts up like cars on a...

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Hi! My name is Feefee, I love Saturday nights Howling along with Mom and dad, so many delights! We sing the oldies, the hymns and bluegrass too I get to howl as they do a two-step, we are wiped when through Saturday nights used to be spent whipping around the square Now we play our music loud and long, with...

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Sweet Strawberry jam Sticky gooey gummy And warmed up it is the most yummy Heaped up on toast is what I like the most Baked up fresh in grandma’s oven Delicious on ice cream Strawberry jam Sweet...

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