Short Liquorice Poems
Short Liquorice Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Liquorice by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Liquorice by length and keyword.
Remember when
all it required
for a full and contented life
was a friend or two
some marbles in your pocket
a stick of liquorice
and a hot sunny day.
Mints,chews,pontefract cakes
Toffee whirls & chocolate flakes
french bonbons & jelly beans
Liquorice lace & peppermint creams
Confectionary to bring sweet dreams
And waistlines bursting at the seams.
The automobile breezes
down the liquorice whip,
nonpareil dotted roadway
as the searing sun strobes lances
through the frozen forest;
piercing projections, phospheneal auras,
dance as retinal afterthoughts
within the cornea of man.
The lemon drop child
looked at the world
through sherbet fountain eyes.
Her sour cherry lips
spouting black jack words,
whilst her mind was an
aniseed twist.
Her rhubarb and custard complexion
and curly wurly
liquorice hair
Belied her treacle toffee soul
No love heart there.
When Artie Shaw
Was the King of Swing
His liquorice stick
Was made to sing
With a beat
To tap your toe too
Or melodies
To serenade you
Swing to get the kids
A jumping
Tunes to get the blood
A pumping
Artie Shaw and his
Tuneful clarinet
The King of Swing
Was as good as they get
Form:
They sailed on a sea of lemonade
Guided by the fairy floss clouds above
Sipping sparkling pink bubbles
Celebrating their candy cotton love
They sailed into the liquorice darkness
He hummed his sweetheart a lollipop tune
Eating snowy white chocolates
Under the glow of the honeycomb moon
Candy Cane
Sugar Pop
Jawbreaker
Lollipop
Turkish Delight
Caramel Strips
Coconut Bubblegum
Black Liquorice
Cherry Drop
Chocolate Money
Penny Sweet
Syrup or Honey?
Fudge and Toffee
Lemon Drop
Powdery Sherbet
Toasted Coconut
Bonbons
Drumstick
Marshmallow Fruit
Choc Lick!
Candy Cane
Sugar Pop
Jawbreaker
Lollipop
an orchestrated night glitters
to the wand wave of the maestro unborn
sweetness licks on liquorice sticks
fingered on silver keys
the moon melts like a honey drop
as sopranos sing
in harmony the coyote calls
base notes cajoled by passing horns
meld as cicada rub the reeds
legging each sharped phrase
with intonations of delight
Sweet young Prudence
saved up thruppence
for a liquorice stick
which cost but tuppence
and gave it a lick
plus a penn'orth of sherbet
for Herbert
the love of her life
hoping some day
she'd be his wife
but he drifted way
then when at last
she knew marriage prospects had passed
our dear Pru' wed Ted instead
amid gaiety and laughter
and as two birds on a telephone wire
they lived happily ever after
I sail on an ocean of custard and jam,
Aboard a ship made of biscuits and bread.
I am the sweet toothed pirate I am,
And clearly not right in the head.
Nebulous streams clouding my brain,
Give me some peculiar thoughts,
I wear a vest made of liquorice sticks,
And a pair of marzipan shorts.
With my motley crew of gingerbread men,
Who are armed to the teeth with balloons,
We go round the world, kidnapping cakes,
While we gorge on sweet macaroons.