Short Jell O Poems

Jell-O it seems
is a prison dish
   #metoo told you so!...

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An alchemist corgi in Pocatello
is a nice, but irrational fellow
He walked to Coeur d’Alene
to find fortune and fame
by making gold from a bowl of lime Jell-O...

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Jack Daniels could grow very mellow;
They called him a jolly, good fellow.
But, strange as it seems,
The good fellow turned green,
When he fell in a tub of lime Jell-o....

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In a land far away lived this fellow
Three times every day he ate Jell-O
When he went for a walk
Passersby would gawk
As he wiggled and jiggled his bottom endo


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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you wink at me 
i get all weak knee
you say"hello"
i feel like jell-o
you say how are you
i say nothing much dude.
you say wow you look good
i say i know i do
the you start to Wink at me
...
here comes the weak knees...

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Guess you and I can finally meet
After sending me tweet after tweet
I am in love with yellow
Cover me in fun jell-o
My wonderful ripe banana treat...

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This morning, frost has sunshine inside it,
light shimmy’s, and the mud has a hint
of lime Jell-O.

Time to wait upon the lark and finch
until their songs arrive.

What we see changes its opinion,
only to reappear as a green revival.

On a far mountain
falling snow melts in mid-air....

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My home sweet home be, by a salt water taffy sea
Where I dream dreamy dreams of whipped creams,
From a pillow of marshmallow on a bed of Jell-O
Under a bedspread of gingerbread, iced in red,
My doors and floors made of graham cracker s'mores 
And gumdrops, lollipops and candy-coated rooftops.



(December, 6th, 2022)...

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What is JELL-O


                                           A bowl of Jell-O
                                       In many delicious YUM
                                          Sweet solid water

                                                 10/11/17
                                          James Edward Lee Sr....

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A night of astral castle building 
This illusionist skin became sag
Dropped fleshed , Sharpe human
Abhorrently mirror transfixed 
Naked in her bathroom,
The nectar calling
Dreamed spiritually with a mouth
Remembering last nights sleep
Mother made with love
Daisies in Jell-O, militia told to eat
Sickening me with pedal-taste...

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A power plant or a powder room? Your choice
Crap!
One of those dreams again.
I had already had one of these last Thursday.
Isn’t there a limit or something?

I knew if I chose the wrong one 
I could end up boiled in strawberry Jell-O
or 
my teeth could be pulled out by rusty pliers.
I choose planetarium, I said smartly.
Found myself trampled by a swarthy buffalo a few seconds later....

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The snow this morning
looks like powdered sugar
sprinkled on lime Jell-O

The grass 
already “greening up”
is lightly dusted
with those powdery flakes
I watched drift down
at 5:00 AM

Yet the sun, rising at 7:00
is laughing at the snow
assuring the daffodils
the crocus and hyacinth
they simply have nothing
to worry about.

At 9:00 AM
The sun’s promise
strikes true.

© cfa 3/27/2015...

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Badgers were planning a picnic extraordinaire!
Red Jell-O mold towered high in the spring air.
Shall I put a cherry on top? Asked persnickety Claire.
Why not? Said another. Baby muskrats are here.

Where is your mama? Asked Mrs. Badger then.
The babies giggled and rolled and hung down a chin.
I hope she is safe, Mrs. Badger told her husband man.
If not, we have three more orphans to join our little band....

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they hang loose
body, in front of it's frame
assets
a liability in the making
fancied by men
for they are sure delight

they come in different
sizes and shapes
color 
and texture too
some are muscular
others as soft as your jell-o
loosen out a bit
men's eyes will surely brighten up.


From Me:
This poem is not intended to offend anyone. Please make a comment if it's offending so I can delete it immediately. Thank you Soupers....

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Through the windshield,
a splendid view.
Even though moving 
along highway lanes 
at a rapid pace, 
we seemed to advance 
in slow motion.

The sky enveloped 
us in a cocoon,
folding in on all sides.

Powder puff clouds
dotted a canopy of clear blue,
dollops of whipped cream
on slabs of Jell-O.

In spots, stretched thin,
as though a giant invisible broom
swept through the wispy puffs

and smeared frosting
on a Kool-aid cake....

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The frost has sunshine within it,
light shimmy’s, and the earth is lime Jell-O
Time to stand in line,
to wait upon the lark and finch
until songs arrive.

Be always in the middle of a poem;
find yourself lastly at the beginning
with no real title
just the odor of burnt paper.

This world is a time machine;
a main-spring rewinds itself,
on and on it goes, until we get off
only to reappear over there
on that far mountain
as falling snow....

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Scars been stricken on their face
The game is called, the green is dressed,
They shout, insult, drink and curse
(no rhyme of course, and seldom versed!)

We’re the blowing hooligans of the side
Swift and smooth as Jell-O Bratwurst,
Soccer warriors admiring the slide.
No matter who has lost or won.

Don’t you see the beauty of the game?
A seat, a bottle and that sissy figurine
Fly, knock, and hit any without a name
Till scars bleed on their face....

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New is...New to life
Life is new
New is...Rising sun
Yellow view
New is...Burning eyes
Jell-O fries
Ever housed a homeless man
Jeopardies the jeopardy
Ever is Parody vision dream
Acaroid Jupiter's moon
Eating with paper spoons
Ever is...Energized cauterize portion
New to life
New is...Life is new
Rising sun
New is...Yellow view
All these things of 24th century
New is...Carpet bagging selling trout
This is my way of life

1/1/18
by James Edward Lee Sr....

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