Jujubes Poems | Examples

Harvest of Osyter Pearls

her ethereal gaze tucked    me into nirvanic waves
tore me asunder amid    quixotic abyss and seraphic throe 
I harvest pearls    from mollusks in swimming oysters 
strip it in kaleidoscopic iris    fiercely fleeced mote sand
pearls evolved    into a sumptuous elixir necklace
a seashell conceals a jewel-like hair as dark as obsidian
pristine girl with a pearl necklet and mellifluous voice 
with her smile    flings delicate pearls
her eyebrows cling to me beckoning me    near 
abrim    with tears    cleansed her azure iris
I tidied her sylphlike trail    some sobs    stuffed a cup
It soaked roses    threw daffodil pearls    bit jujubes with hail
hence    my previously sealed heart thawed
a phoenix    in its zenith    sweeps me to skies 
In a cosmic splay studded with stars    I dwell
her wispy eyelashes distract me from her gaze
she eviscerates   dumbfounds me with    dark detritus
may my love ram-raid and induce her to ponder    again

Gumdrops and Raindrops Nursery Rhyme

Gumdrops and Raindrops Nursery Rhyme 

Raindrops patter in such sweet, sweet songs
How I love their song - to sing along.

Jelly beans bloom in the peppermint's lane
Cinnamon bear showers dance in my brain.

Sour cherry drops hang from Boston bean trees
Whistle pops toot a song for my breeze.

Root beer barrels jive with fruity dots
In storms hot tamales do turkey trots.

Splashing through my puddles of gumdrops green
Lollypop flowers make quite a scene.

Foil wrapped kisses sparkle like rain dews
Sweethearts and sweet tarts play peek-a-boo.

Drizzles rain down flat Necco wafers
I duck hard hail so like hard jaw breakers.

Sassafras sky pounds with taffy torrent rains
As sugar babies chant their sweet refrains.

Abracadabra jujubes appear
Licorice buttons and rock candy clear. 

I turn my bumbershoot upside down
To catch tasty rain so I never frown.

3-28-23
Contest: Children Sing to Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper

Swirls

Blueberry vanilla swirls,
slow-changing in the transient breeze
and tidal flow and ofttimes
capricious light. A citrus topping
sparkles after rain, with
jujubes of humanity clinging to their place
within a mesmerising kaleidoscope 
of sumptuous sweetest fantasy.

Give Me Five Cents Worth

one two three
my all time favorite
fancy and bright
pretty to look at

delish on my tongue
sprinklings of sugar
squishy between my teeth
yummy on my lips

spearmint delights
refreshing jujubes
perfect molded leaves
three two one

~ sweet nostalgia



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on November 3, 2018

Dreams

DREAM

oft times I dream,
about now it seems,
such sweetness it 
gives me cavities
but I am safe for I know
there is little on this earth
so sweet wth the exception
of candy; my weakness, 
my down fall here.

pepperment patties, gum drops
apple blossoms, jujubes 
liquorice whips, french creams
and Laura Secord’s everything.

when I go to heaven it will be
a candy shop 
where every thing is free and
there is no such thing 
as tummy ages or caries
or sharing with the youngers
each will have their own
open twenty four hours a day
and the more we eat the more
God will smile.

Just a Little Bit of Sugar-'sugar Slave'

Sunshine smiling smarties on sugary snowy slopes
Eating éclair evenings where everyone elopes
Cotton Candy climbing with cascading caramel
Delicious dancing donuts devilishly desirable

Jumping jealous jellybeans jousting with the jujubes
And tasty toffee truffles taunting the tootsie roll tubes
What a Wonderful Wunderbar World of Mr. Willy Wonka
A virile victorious vision before we get to the Vodka.




Feb.18.2017
Just a Little Bit of Sugar -Contest
Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzi

Secret Monk

will he get there
can he get where
will he take the stairs
climb down the wall

beat on the sides
walk to the sore 
for a pack of jujubes
slap his knee
and guffaw

hold a harmony
in his jaw
crash the Queen's party
fly to Zanzibar
on a star
honor God from
way afar
I never know 
that's my secret
Monk

Grandmaster

Is one of the many movies I've yet to see
Let's rent it and pop some popcorn.
And get some Cherry Pepsi and Jujubes
Or your favorite movie time snack

Almonds

what in a nut makes it so attractive
to crush the velvet green under the shade of the tree
a stone in hand I go for it and produce the taste of milk

and run for the apricots on the next tree
the jujubes will wait as they are not ready
for the pilferage of a good child

sated I lay on the dunes and start digging the tunnel of my future
going nowhere but the abundance of china as I remove the tags 
from the porcelain in my life

Un Confit Pour Toi--A Sweet For You

Aimeriez vous une chevaline rouge 
Composée de sucre d’orge?
(would you like a red horse made of barley sugar?)
Vous pourriez faire la race de
Plaines aux tires d’eponge.
(you could race across sponge toffee plains)
Vous amènera à un bosquet d’arbres
Faites de réglisses à la menthe
Ou des bariolé jujubes croissent au lieu de feuilles.
(would bring you to a grove of trees
Made of mint liquorices
Where multicolour jujubes grow instead of leaves).

For Debbie Guzzi's biLingual Poetry Contest
you wished for me to write something sweet, Debs:))

Where the Sweet Meet

Life like from a fish bowl, really!
Way ... encapsulated like above and behind, you know?
All those like gilded dado's of peachy-pink, gnarly puff, sweet aye?
All those awesome totally rad houses of
flannel-gray San Fran's Victorian Ladies, classic!

Life all sweet and wrapped in the ledges and overhangs, really!
Portcullis like totally frail, precious, half formed, clueless babes.
Really, half the town is like crazed!
Full of what-evers and dandy duds like newborns
each Lilliputian pop-up a sweet meat, smoked
stoked and toked inside their saccharin selves.

Life's a gay and grodie array of colorful buggers.
A,gag me with a spoon, side show of hard candy colored covers.
Really, like jujubes shaken from raspberry doors...
So take a chill pill, a coffee toffee, a licorice bit, a vanilla sucker
and get your most excellent self 
with your killer looks and like surprisingly soft center
to sweet Ole San Francisco's scene.

*internal line rhyme [not end rhyme ;)]
** 1980's Cal i forn i a English
Contest: Talk Like That
Sponsor:Craig Cornish
Poet: Debbie Guzzi

Of Days Gone By

Sometimes I laugh
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I dream
Of Days gone by

Life was hard, each day we learned
We never wanted what we hadn’t earned
A handshake at the bank was the only must
Lives were built on faith and trust

Friday night dances at the school’s old gym
Pledge of Allegiance and a morning hymn
In the Spring, caterpillars all over the trees
Stop at the candy store for jujubes

Pinball machines and wiffle balls
Growing to serve, duty calls
Decorating the car for the football game
Jumping in leaves when Autumn came

Watch a parade on Decoration Day
Visit the grave, a prayer we’d say
Meet at the diner after class
On Christmas Eve, go to Midnight Mass

Play in the street until well after dark
Climbing trees at the local park
Baking potatoes on an open fire
Riding  a bike after patching  a tire

Delivering newspapers in all kinds of weather
Put a nail in a bat to hold it together
Counting stars while lying in the grass
Standing under a pavilion until the rain would pass

Sometimes I laugh
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I dream 
Of days gone by.

Rally Ho

The crowd dots the cavernous hall,
colorfully scatter like a box of fallen jujubes,
a virtual confetti of humanity
with hoots and catcalls, the ruckus roar.

The politicians venture forth unabashedly;
prancing and pandering for chump change
like circus bears on their hind legs,
drool running from the corners of their painted mouths,
captured on camera.

Well-worn platitudes slide through the ether;
wrapped in the crisp new cellophane of twenty-first century jargon
thinly guised in the aroma of hot buttered popcorn;
the moronic masses roar, 
behind the orange flames 
of plastic lighters.

* The Nader convention Green Part canidacy 2000 Radio City New York.

Children of the Upper Crust

Children of the upper crust
upon the earth...........
that must be us!

They draw a circle on the ground,
so they can dance the moon around,
and then they draw another one,
so they can promenade the sun.

Put lightning bugs in mason jars,
so they can twinkle like the stars.

  Why do you always come around
to moralize and fuss and frown?

"Because I have no inner child
I'm just a parent,always riled,
When I see children having fun,"

But it's party time the work is done!
They made a barrel full of tea,
with jujubes for you and me.

They even brought a phonograph
the wind up kind to make you laugh.

but you have never laughed out loud,
you wear your silence like a shroud

a shroud of pure maturity
no inner child could hope to free.

But there's a tickle potion dear,
I think they put it in your ear.

It takes you back to one or two,
when someone stole the child from you.

So don't look now ,but you may find,
the little girl inside your mind.

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