Long Toffees Poems
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ITs another Halloween
There are groups walking the street
Looking happy with themselves
And their stash from trick or treat
We’ve got toffees by the door
And a bag of lollipops
I’ve taped up the letterbox
To stop unwanted drops
The tree outside is webbed
The pumpkin lights are lit
I’m dressed up like Hagrid
But my costume doesn’t fit
Waiting for the neighbours
And their throng of ghosts and ghouls
For the annual spooky party
We host again like fools
And suddenly the house is full
Excitements on the rise
The dog’s under the table
Fearing her demise
Hoops thrown around witches hats
The mummy has been dressed
Now it’s time for Zombie Tag
The dogs looking more stressed
The din moves to the garden
security lights ablaze
The apples have been bobbed
So now it’s time to graze.
A table spread with orange cakes
With crisps and monster munch
Soon looks like a tornadoes past
Did these kids not have their lunch ?
Can we watch the telly now ?
I hear a little pumpkin plead
Casper the friendly ghost is on
Yes ! i say - just what we need
Now it’s time for the grown ups
Who look exhausted tired and grey
Eying up some different spirits -
Called Merlot and Cabernet !
“Mums fallen in the bobbing bowl”
It’s tipped and made a flood
“ Bit too much red wine ?’ asked Bob
No I said - It’s vampire blood !
A sleepy superman appears
Arms outstretches I hug him tight
It’s time to wrap this party up
See you all on firework night
From the dungeons depths
Our canary friend had nothing much left
Speaking like everything was all right
Invited candy toffees in for a bite
This was not a keen thing to do
One score for the blue
And the wharf singer was headed to the lower tier pool
Meaning the Wolves who were safe at home
Played with the cherries until the juice was gone
It took an hour
They showed some power
Kicking it in between both posts
Ready now to visit Astin in his villa and a delicious Friday night roast
It should be a nice date the Wolves did hope
Knowing Astin was no bloke
In fact he could be a good host
Making the evening an engagement the Wolves could boast
For good ole Astin he spent the day at the new castle united
To talk about being demoted due to all the fighting
Crown royals listened to the plea
Finally sending out a decree
Giving them a chance to draw
Letting through the footy ball
Getting the point
Astin returned to his villa joint
Waiting for the Wolves
To make their moves
Creative poetic interpretation of the results from the survival of match men
Best way for the EPL regulation zone to defend
Falling from high profile grace in the end
All Hallows’ Evening
Dear kids, Hello! And All Hallows, now in party
Play-fun: Enjoy! Taste best toffees, sweet sour candy.
Movies funny, never scary, Joy- liberty.
Milk shake- coffee: ice cream, custard and drink brandy.
Making merry! Gifts to exchange: Run in rapture.
Doing sketches, drawing designs, carving pumpkin.
Light games witty, each to relax, joy to capture.
Eat, sip, gossip: Hold hands, dance-prance! Free to jump in.
Hale and hearty: Clean not dirty: Show goes simple.
Not dark, bright night: Clear sky, starry: Full Moon lonely.
Each face, frolic: Walk,talk,enchant: Smiles in dimple.
Leaving devil, and the evil: Fun runs only.
Kids or children and All Hallows , sweet dream drowsy.
Love in pleasure: Muse to amuse, flow is easy.
10/24/22
All Hallows’ Evening
Contest by Craig Cornish
TAKING STOCK
“STOCK” – the bits and pieces of accumulated this and that – with tags!
Strings of memories, and far off debt, and a sea of medicinal prescriptions rustling
In a cobweb bound table draw which needs as I do, a repair, “STOCK” then glancing across
Boxed books and movable immovable objects piano, Dresser, TVs, and three different pale green
painted splashes of a future make over or fast fix.
Toffee -less tins stacked and not open, and only thoughts of toffees in them, and photos taken long
ago, I think! Dog eared edges caught under the lid, - then impatience digging out the bank
Statements, lots of cash for a rainy day, there have been many floods, and the cash is still here.
Cars and sheds and kids, and dogs, and clocks unwound, AND laptops, alone in sealed boxes.
And all this Stock for a bonfire down at the crem! And - relatives.
I crave sticky butter mint balls
Liquorice allsorts from the candy stalls
Orange smarties, my favourite treat
Violet crumbles I just love to eat
English toffees for me to masticate
Chocolate drops make me salivate
Aniseed balls would paint my tongue red
Nougat or should I choose fruit gums instead
Dime bars and snickers too much temptation
Yikes! my waistline spread’s caused aggravation!
Message In An Acrostic 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
09/07/21
They met at Star Bucks
Ordered two coffees
She wanted a muffin
The ones that have no more than three toffees
They sat away from the crowd
Where they did not have to talk loud
He wanted to tell her of his success
But never did for what she told him next
He asked her the question
As he did many times before
And her answer used to be
“I love you and more”
But today was different
Something he had expected
Her long hesitation
Told him he was being rejected
She said “If I tell you
It would give you false hope.”
“We cannot be together,”
Her words were as if it were a hang man’s rope.
“Did you love me?”
She said “Yes,” her answer was true
Her eyes confirmed from what he could see
But this was the end and he knew they were through
He offered her a part
Of the world that he owned
And promised her
Life in a happy home
And all she could see
Was sadness….
Without words she expressed
The idea as madness
They both were married
With a secret love
He tried to tell her
Of the heaviness he carried.
But it was set in stone
As they departed Star Bucks
To their separate homes