Short Lemon Poems
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When lemonade makes a lemon you hand life!
Entrant into David Williams' "Chiasmus" contest
3/7/2012
Bouncy jouncy lemon cake
Made by grandma who loved to bake
Rolled into balls, it bounced fine
We did not like lemon, orange or lime
LEMON SLICES
rivulets of condensation drip down
the sides of tall glasses-- iced water
lemon slices flavour refreshing reflections
A melt in my mouth goodness
Lemon meringue pie
Dazzling my eager taste buds
She’s sweet and sour
Her crust so flaky
Delicious
Wow!
tartly sweet and yellow too
lemon meringue pie
my tongue laps her up quickly
not wanting to share
here comes my brother
please hide my
piece
Classic lemon meringue pie:
fluffy, sweet and tart,
the thought of it makes me sigh!
With a light pastry
it's just so tasty...
delicious...
yum!
Hubig's Pies are very pretty
And the lemon pie is sweet
So remember the old ditty
That you are just what you eat!
(Sung to melody of "Lemon Tree")
Samuel Langhorne Clemens
had a wit as acidic as a lemon
to many pompous people he was a pain
especially with his pen name Mark Twain
There once was a lady sublime
Who complained for sex had no time.
Considering my bent, she was not heaven-sent.
And her name has no place in this rhyme.
There is a sour sound of lemons screaming
In a Venetian glass bowl on the sill
Each citric fruit sees the sweet thief stealing
But all stand perfectly still
LEMON
The once was a man from Nantucket
Who took a lemon and proceeded to suck it
He became rather dour
'Cause the lemon was sour
So in the trash he stuck it
Fresh golden lemon custard
Beaten egg meringue
displayed on a chocolate bed
butter-flaked crisp crust
Lemon wheels atop
Cherry hat
Joy!
Progressiveness and Creativity
Ingeniuty with New Elation
Optimism along with Glee
Modernism develops
Piercing Transient
Bright and Cheerful
Blazing Through
Bringing
Joy
Lemon layer cake frosted
With lemon cream smooth
Sliced and served upon blue plates
Sweet iced tea lovely
Lemon slices served
Delightful
Tea
Lemons picked from my tree
tart-sweet on the tongue
A bit of yellow heaven
Clouds of fluffy white
Beyond elegant
Smooth as silk
Grand!
For the "calorie" contest.....
Lithe lime faerie was a cousin to Lucy Lemon.
They were both young girls, only six or seven.
Flying in tandem, showing the garden their scents.
The were both lovely, most said heaven-sent.
Lemon Bars Like Shining Stars
Remember when we would eat lemon bars;
Had ended up with ulcers and many scars;
With haste,
Would taste;
In space they would look like shining stars.
Jim Horn
SMILE WITH A LEMON A’PEEL
When Life Gives You Lemons...
As life sometimes will
No matter what you feel...
Turn that sour pucker into a "Jesus Smile"
Smile with a lemon a'peel! (Appeal)
Lemon with smell of cheese and a sausage scented cake,
And the cheese which tastes like a three day old steak.
For such an exotics taste take my advice.
Just stop to wash a forks and spoons and knives!
Hot lemon tea
wakening me from my slumber
Whispering in a soft voice
Let's read them all
I look at my stack of books.
Which one first?
They are all my favorite
The tea is silent
Giving me no direction
I love that!
Faerie queen was debating about her metamorphous now
She wanted to be a butterfly, but could not figure out how
Just relax and let nature do what she does said an elf.
So she did, and ended up flying right off of the rose garden shelf.
I wanted to talk with you Jesus.
Found you in my heart.
I Love you Jesus.
Trusting you to return at the perfect time.
Lemon tea with Peace in my heart.
Under the stars till you Rapture us.
Waiting for Jesus my King to bring us home with him.
I ordered lemon chocolate peach berry pie
Giving my waitress a joyful eye
She quickly brought it back to our table.
I saw my aunt’s expression, she is prissy, old Mable.
That’s four pieces of pie! She said indignantly.
It sure is, I agreed, and it is all for me!
Lemon meringue pie makes me salivate from here to Alaska
I love her color, her texture, her sweet, her sugar, her sour.
Her flaky crust, her tart lemon, her well -formed meringue
My mouth is dripping saliva as loudly as a dog’s when I think of her.
Ever so tasty!
quirky bats from lemon flats
rolled up into the orange mats
did not come out until Halloween
hidden until they chose to be seen
the children liked them right away
parents were not yelling “yes, hooray!”
but children are not fearful until they are told
by people who are prejudiced, staid and old