Julia Poems - Poems about Julia

...LUDRICROUS “A dish, a bowl, a cone, a cloud?” “A cloud?” I ask. I’m clearly dreaming, once again, a craving this strong. “I’ll take them all,” I say. The angel says, “Now that’d be s......Read More

... Ice cream sundae on our steamy honeymoon Strawberries on top Hell! we don’t need no spoon Shared between our Tongues salves those shrivelled prunes God! she’s one sweet Dish and it’s still......Read More

...[For those of you unfamiliar with the Ice Cream Gran saga, Ice Cream Gran or Turbo Gran is a crime fighting granny. Guess what she drives…..] **** Ice Cream Gran, in her ice cr......Read More

... One sizzling summer afternoon As the spent sun splashed The remnant of the heat wave My throat turned to a desert dune. I saw the freezer morph into an oasis Offered me a cup of enticin......Read More

... After a tedious trek along the rugged path On a humid sunny afternoon With no cool shade to rest under The thought of an ice cream came to mind That made my mouth drool I longed for a ......Read More

...It’s true, the afternoon is young; I’ll make a bet: Before the sun has set, Strawberries will have sprung From underneath your tongue. Delectable, yes, tres delish You won’t forget: Exceede......Read More

...Egads! It’s a hot afternoon ~~ 100 degrees in the shade Ice cream, Ice cream, Ice cream! I NEED ICE CREAM!!!! Cup, dish, or cone? Cone. Plain or rippled Plain. ......Read More

... Another afternoon of horrid heat. I need to chill with sweet ice cream. Homemade, with ripe strawberries. Hand churned takes time, but it's the best. My tongue will lick the paddle clean the......Read More

...Midsummer hot afternoon hip From licking lips of ice-cream drip. Chocolate and mint I often crave But strawberry - my old time fave! Exquisite, palate pleasing taste - My thrilled tongue......Read More

...Can you imagine cream and sugar stirred into snowy banks and winter flakes whirred. Ice crystals forming into skating pond for strawberries' axels and jumps beyond. Chocolate trees stand as lim......Read More

... I have a memory of picking wild strawberries with mother on a sunny afternoon when I was just a little girl it was a vast country field . . . with man......Read More

... on a hot summer afternoon, dreaming silently, wistfully, achingly… a frosty dish, glistening… chilled by the freezer cold ice cream, blended with heart shaped scarlet strawberries, sweet ......Read More

... Dish held my sugar cone Ice cream of plump strawberries they were not alone Sunny afternoon this was sweet when I was young Hushed my talking tongue. D......Read More

...A plethora of ice cream flavors, vanilla, strawberries, bubble gum, pistachio, butter toffee, and butter rum. Dismay not, my tongue like them all, In a crystal dish, deemed that I wou......Read More

... nocturnal bird of prey with silent flight softly feathered wings like warm brown cinnamon or often soft hued greys long and rounded at the edges a hooked bill and......Read More