Licorice Poems - Poems about Licorice

You taste as if twilight were— lavender swirling like smoke from the earth licorice lingering with the full moon’s soft pull a sweetness both dark and divine. Your skin sparkles with starlight electric and soft as moth wings. We sip the pink sky lemonade lakes cascade through our fingers time unspools between our hands while the past drinks from our open palms. The air crackles...

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Happy pumpkins Apple dumplings Licorice sticks Lollipops to lick Owls hooting Witches looting Emerald city dreams Every Halloween Needling together fun things...

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Licorice lullaby sweet and clear A death song in emerald ear My last breath leaves you here Death angel isn’t tangled with fear For it is my destined time Nothing to fear well past my prime I look towards the horizon ahead Hope to be remembered like the dead Out of body into eternity The colors the feels of ecstasy It will be...

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You have eyes that fly me to the moon Silver sonnets slip from licorice lips Making maroon heart do somersault Flips my DNA to create a new soul In my womb as you swoon I feel the formation of life It feels like butterflies climbing From cocoon wing a blueberry bloom As the umbilical cord grows I can feel this new...

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With your licorice lips kiss me fast Send me over the mandarin moon Give my rear a playful smack Like red rose let us romantically bloom Be my shadow match my dips In peach pool of love guided by hips Drink me like wine take sensual sips With hearts entwined tighten green grip My skin is warm wet and soft Like a fire...

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Once upon a licorice stick, I pondered While dancing on a thistle protruding After my paycheck I duly squandered So poor was me wound up concluding ‘Tis not very wise to waste my nickels Like a drunken, unmindful profligate On silly baubles, sodas, and popsicles, I’m not a rich Far Eastern potentate. When lastly, I could afford only licorice Living impoverished with nary a...

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Black licorice stick tastes very good. Each day for three weeks ate all she could. How dumb could she be? Very dumb was she — with its toxicity like wormwood. 4/29/2021...

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(Senryus about crushes) I'd never say to a guy "Oh, and by the way, have a crush on you." I'd never stalk my crush on the Internet - that's what our friends are for. Never let a guy treat you like licorice - you're a red gummy bear....

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In New York and so many places, Chocolate shops abound, Where milk and dark and white, with nuts Or not, can all be found. Yet here in Sweden, there's a store, If you want something sweet, Which carries only licorice, A Nordic candy treat. Varieties are plentiful, Including those with salt, Which you may want to spit right out; If so, it's not your fault. For...

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Muddy Water's Gramma gave us licorice I walked the old Kenwood neighborhood with my twin little brother and sister in tow, 'hold there hands and look both ways before you cross the street' No use trying to talk my way out, knew it was the only way mom would let me go. October's new moon, peaked in and...

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There is no candy more lonely Than a stick of licorice It's a love hate affair where you do or don't care That doesn't dare come with a makeup kiss You can chew on that fact some think nasty at best While some smile with blackened teeth You either do or you don't, will or you won't Think licorice is a scrumpdillyicious...

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Labeled as a healthful Legume, this root is sweet Like sugar, but with a Long-lasting, stronger taste! Lollipop licks of it Linger on my tongue. I Love its unique flavor! April 15, 2017 for Kim Merryman's Pleiades L Contest I love love love Licorice!!!...

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The Twizzlers that I eat are red. They’re great, but what they lack Is that special flavor that’s reserved For licorice that’s black. I bought a yard of it when on An Italy vacation. To Twizzlers this stuff only has A very slight relation. For Italians love their anise So their candy is imbued With the punch this seed does carry And its matching attitude. I could...

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Oil stained wings of satin sea, Ebon quills on blue, Ruffled whispers, jasmine breeze, Echoes of near silent who. Dripping onyx, puddled, pooled, Sheets of satin overhead, Licorice melted, inky glow, Shadows in spirit and bed. Silver wisps, shimmer pale,  Hiding from the dawn, Flames, charcoal sapphire, Queens lonely pawn. Interrupted, endless oblivion, A tease, nothing more, Luminescent twinkle of innocence, Muse of legend and lore. Strewn and scattered, imperfect rhyme, Reason...

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Throw yourself on a time bomb howling, breaking the words, twisting the letters, reciting a prayer after the rise of a monomania in the face of mankind. I am becoming poorer everyday by grace of filth all around. Cannot hear myself now in the marching band of curses and abuse; a scion hides a fawn from the eyes of wild bulls. A hierarchy of buried...

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