Long Peanut brittle Poems

There was once a widow who had nothing but her beloved twin babies, Rosemary, and Ethan. The Widow loved her twins more than the Earth loved the Sun, and vowed to give them anything they...

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I remember the land of drums I was born
  bedded beneath great hanging nets;
          the sound of the conch and the horn.
My blue suitcase filled...

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Flying Saucers, Flake, Bar Six
Country Style, Gobstoppers, Twix

Arrow Bars and Sherbert Dabs
Sweet Tobacco, Lucky Bags

Toffee Crisp and Dairy Crunch
Grand Seville and Milky Lunch

Beta Bars, Loot, Candy Floss
The mysterious chewing gum flavour loss

Golden Crisp, Nut Crisp...

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Assaulted Peanuts

They rode across the Western Hills,
For the land of Middle Eyed Bong,
To raid the Salted Peanut Trees,
Of King Pod and his merry throng.

Who were they, this reckless band,
Dare to plunder with motley crew.
They knew...

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From the past days of old.
At Seventh Street & Florence Avenue.
Vehicles in pristine finished.
Bragging Rights Mint Condition.
Proudly rolled by in a yearly tribute.

Very close behind did the present.
Spanking brand new, Virgilina's, VA.
Town's first responders debut...

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White Christmas takes me immediately back to my grandparent's
Christmas tree with the magical bubble lights, and the fat and
sassy ornaments.

I smell oyster stew, and see my uncles sneaking outside, 
but neither concerns me. 
No one...

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It is Christmas time, for what do I wish;
For what hope or dream does my soul anguish?
Is something from my list under the tree;
Something chosen especially for me? 

I wonder what good things we’ll have...

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12/3/20


I opened and jumped out my window
I saw the bigger picture not just life through a window

Went to help out kinfolk

At times had to do the limbo
Wasn't always simple
Jack be nimble
The real thing, not no...

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The sun is slowly fading as it sinks into the west
And now it’s time for all the little sleepy heads to rest
Night is quickly falling and the moon begins to rise
The sandman sprinkles tiny bits...

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It wouldn't be Christmas unless there's lots of snow,
Nor would it be Christmas without sprigs of mistletoe!
What would Christmas be without jolly old Saint Nick,
And Ralphie's "A Christmas Story", that all-time classic flick!

What would Christmas...

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You somehow look as grown up as you are going to look, in that man's body.
Anthony.
A riddle of tattoos and feathered hair in cedar.
Leather, tailored pants and slim vests befitting European scholars with pipes, and...

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Again, 'tis that glorious season of the year,
For sharin' love and spreadin' holiday cheer!
Time for my dear spouse to begin her ever-lovin',
Bakin' of toothsome delicacies in her trusty oven!

Some of Grandma's recipes are used in...

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You've spun a cotton candy dream
and melted my marshmallow heart.
The pain you caused became ice cream
a brain freeze that would not depart.

Your tears like sugar on gumdrops
and and arms like hooks on candy canes!
Your hold...

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We have beef and noodles over mashed potatoes for Christmas.
There are many vegetables, the dieting adults pick at a few of them.
Rest of us gnaw on a variety of fudges, mints, and peanut brittle.
Frosted sugar...

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A newborn baby, clean and pure
Basket of fruits as gifts, for sure,
Clean smell of fresh laundry to fold
Delicious cookies, hot or cold,
Elephants foraging in the bush
Fluffy kittens falling on their tush,
Gentle touches on my ear
Happiness...

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Straight moves the locomotive train miles
Traveling over desert flatland forging ahead,
Coal steam engine Number 9 chug, chug, chug,
Sound waves rolls through, satisfying sensation is said.
Locomotive whistle sounds station steam rolling in,
Little one hears repeats ‘choo-choo’...

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"Nyx Twixt"




Blown

A long kiss,
he’s so Marshmallow
pretending to be
Peanut Brittle 

She’s not interested
in small minds revelling
in a life less lived
Little

So she’ll toast him 
by the fire that 
burns inside his 
vengeful heart, the town crier

Hell skips...

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For a few seconds, I can forget the human,
I can just know the humanity.
Margaret from across the street is eighty-three,
My mother is fifty-three.
Sweet tea is eternal, it would seem.
They're talking candy for Christmas:
Peanut brittle and...

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Peanut brittle broken in tiny pieces
The immutable desire drove him forward
There was no interlude from the increases
Of his huge appetite sketched out straightforward
It was with formidable search for words
To describe how so a tenuous man...

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Woe Is Winter

Woe again to my new winter
Out each window am a squinter
Looking at all the sheets of white
Blaring cold taking another bite.

If in desert living on dirty ranch
Would not experience avalanche
But if high on...

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in a far away sleep I recognise her from before she never disappoints me though she was never truly mine we sit on the grass in the park eating my mother’s favourite sweet peanut brittle...

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