Short Jellies Poems

Short Jellies Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Jellies by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Jellies by length and keyword.


Premium Member strawberries

strawberries
plump, sweet, eat whole or muffins, jellies, ice cream, pies~ the fruit of all trades
Form: Haiku


Halo-Halo

The bright sun was scourging hot
Under the blue beach
I craved for sugared dessert
Of cold milk, fruits, beans
Jellies, on top of 
My sweet ice
Cream!
Form: Epulaeryu

Jellies -Haiku-

Light up in the dark
where no sunlight reaches them
live in twilight zone.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Nov.26/2015

I love learning about different kinds of nature I'll never get to see.
Form: Haiku

Dead Jellies

Pacing myself like a dead jellyfish scooped up.
Disbelief.
That old vine.
Burning sandpaper.
Drilled into.
Willed away.
Scorched.
Ivy.
The worst kind of vine.
The unwilling.
And dead jellies.

Premium Member Gift-Giving

Gift-giving at Christmas began in the 1820s Originally, it was candles, wines, fruit, and jellies Continuing on till today To a much broader array Some outlandish, some simpler carrying on for centuries
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Fruitcake

Fruit laden circle cake
  filled with nuts and jellies
    full of flavor and spice
       fantastic with eggnog
    frequently requested
  for family and friends
fine finish by the fire.







Written on 12/13/2016
Pleiades
Form: Verse

The Way To My Heart

A slow cooked roast with baked potato
Soft spread butter and sliced sourdough
Steamed baby carrots with peas
A-1 Steak Sauce and jellies
Apple pie, cooling by the window

Her way of letting me know, there was a sale at Macy's.
It always worked!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Jars Full of Summer

Marching across my pantry shelf
Jars filled with summer's bounty sweet
Jams and jellies, and all kinds of fruit
But much more than just a savory treat 

The effort to reap nature's gifts
Something so satisfying for me
Appreciating all the earth gives
Food and satisfaction, nearly free



1/18/12
Form: Quatrain

The Mother She Could Never Be

Cookies, cakes, and candies made

Jars of jams and jellies too

Clothes mended and made

Through the years you've watched me grow

Now we share phone calls, an occasional visit

And photos from one another

As my children grow I truly see all that

You've done for me

I love you so for being the mother she could

Never be
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Bobakattleskat

Bobakattleskat are oh so abstract,
teeny tiny with invisible impact.

Teeny tiny don’t keep jellies around,
before you know it 
teeny tiny is gargantuan.

With that stench they left behind 
now the tea party’s in ruin.

Teeny tiny every inch infested,
now you’ve done it!
The ramifications are gargantuan. 

Teeny tiny with invisible impact,
Bobakattleskat are oh so abstract.

Premium Member fun with words

Clay climbed and clobbered Clemson Clue
Doing deliberate diamond disciples daring do,
Enough Elizabethan excitement expressed Ellie Lou
Finishing fancy French frankfurters, freeing Friday’s flu.

Gigantic gyrating griffendorf’s glazing gibbon’s glue
Harboring horrific hellacious hippos’s in hindsight’s hue.
Ignoring illustrious iguana’s illustrating indigo’s favorite blue.
Jiggling jumbled jabborwock’s justified jellies and jams for a few.
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Chocolate Eggs

In July, no air cooler will dissipate the heat.
I squeeze the bag, it squishes, like paste within my hand.
The chocolate eggs were perfect, the kind one loves to eat.
April's chocolate ovals now are no longer grand.

Why were these candies put on a shelf three months ago?
A preference for jellies, perhaps may be the cause,
But a springtime gain of weight tells the reason, I know.
The candies weren't unwanted. They just were put on pause.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Samanthas Jams and Jellies

Samantha made jams and jellies out of this, that and the other
She had been taught by the best, her marvelous mother.
You could probably make watermelon jelly said her big brother.
Compliments made her happy, she did not feel any smother.

Her jams and jellies were a hit at the county fair.
These delicacies are to die for said a woman named Claire.
She began to sell them as far as Hokenboken and Delaware.
Berry jam and pineapple jelly always put up in her lair.
Form: Rhyme

To Be a Jellyfish

How strange to be a jellyfish
Without a heart or brain, 
A blob of see-through matter
Floating out there on the main.

Content to pulsate in the deep 
And if the chance presents,
To sting an unsuspecting soul
And make him scuttle hence.

But if that jelly's guard is up,
He's scooped up by the tide 
And plopped upon the beach
Where many other jellies died.

I guess without a brain that jelly
Wouldn't understand
That to bob beneath the waves sure beats
A sunbath on the sand.
Form: Rhyme

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