Short Sugars Poems
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Blue skies bless green beings
Beauty holds eyes to ransom
Love Sugars the soul
Joseph Osita
For John Moses Freeman's Power of observation contest
Don't know who designed the Golden Arches
With way too many sugars and starches:
Some say the fare's quite good,
Others think it's junk food--
Yet no protest or funeral marches!
Ubiquitous sugars
Ultimately affects
Underlying gene cells
Unevolved mutations
Urgent in researching
Ultimatum provokes
Universal acclaim
Date 4/30/21
Pleiades U Poetry Contest
Sponsor Kim Merryman
Frothy coffee looks so good,
While flat coffee looks so bare,
I love my cappuccino,
Two sugars stirred with care.
I have a special seat
In my local Coffee Shop,
It makes me feel so relaxed
When I hear those two cubes drop.
oatmeal and maple syrup
pancakes and blueberries
ice cream with sprinkles
malt-o-meal with bananas
I doctor all of my food
adding chocolate milk and three sugars to my coffee
If there is cool whip, that goes in too
I do not “do” plain.
Chocolate - A Tanka Poem
I like my chocolate
It is sweetening and smooth.
Has it's matrix dark
And many cocoa sugars
When I eat it yum so chocolaty
8/8/20
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
If I gave up on sugar, you would know an alien had taken over my body.
I drink three sugars and a sweetened hot cocoa in each cup of coffee.
My tea is flavored with ginseng and honey.
I eat three tiny Milky Way bars every day.
Sugar is my main fuel.
The ruins are made of sugars and, melt the time.
Nothing will stay, beyond the flavors of the wind;
And the empty life is laying on the rocks
Storms say to me, that the route should be necessary.
While the limb slides down in remembrances on the sidewalk.
Form:
At a drive-thru, I'm asked if they can take my order
“I'd like a coffee with six sugars and no comments, you porkers”
The voice stuttered like a goober
“Did you say SIX SUGARS???”
“You have a problem with that? Look, everyone has their own disorders!”
To a tolerable degree.
The boards are bored.
The buzz has left the bee
The salt has left the sea
The creak has left my knee
The shrill has left my plea.
The smell has left my pee
The sugars left my tea
The ball has left the tee.
My laugh has lost its glee
It is not right.
exercise used to be my life
after a while it gave me strife
forty pounds later I am happier
if you bring sugar, make sure it’s pure
I don’t like those fake sugars at all
don’t care if I get as thick as I am tall
dieting is not something that I like to do
do not care if I reach size twenty-two
I really shouldn't order pizza
in a way I didn't though
because I ended up ordering Dominos
My taste buds made me do it
and a coupon at half price
I hadn't had pizza in so long
it was a treat nice
My scale and blood sugars
will tattle on me though
But that is a worry for tomorrow
today I feast on Dominos
Counting calories
Carbs and sugars too!
In food, drinks of all kinds, sodas too!
Diet Pepsi No#1
Taste, texture, vanilla too!
An addiction that says,"Diet Pepsi, I gotta have!
My energizer pick me up through the day
Invigorating!!! Smooth!!!!
What diet can be complete
without Diet Pepsi who can't be beat!
I still remember when the tiny ones would
latch on and suck themselves into comfort
relieve my swelling, too.
I still remember their faces when
visual stimuli met oral yearning
so completely.
Those nasty nasal onslaughts
who cared? For my lil sugars
were so dear I'd have drowned in sulfur before
forgoing the blue snot bulb.
Double Cup my Tripple Tripple
And don't stir in a milk
Sugars 3 and creamer 4
I'd like to make a stilk
Horny steamered fattened slupe
Hands a clamoured cloupe
Barion blatter to uncouth
Bairked of plaiten mineral sluth
Made for ware on tathiered tooth
Closht decay on perished truth
Smiling draught to terrify
What all left gawking stare at WHY?
Perfect Cuppa.
Another cup of tea my dear
white two sugars, was it not?
A scone, a cake, a cracker
or something nice and hot?
Oh, yes please crackers and cheese
will be enough for me and yes I'd love a cuppa
but no sugar in my tea.
I'm not one for eating cakes
and I don't much care for scones
but I'll have another cuppa
when this one has gone.
I am the polar bear who loves to eat sweets.
You can have hams, chickens and other meets.
I like peppermint, chocolate and gingerbread.
Especially those men baked by my cousin Ed.
I am the polar bear who loves to taste icing every day.
Frosting makes my pancakes taste a particularly wonderful way.
You can have barbequed pork, hamburgers, steaks and such.
My mouth is ready for sugars, vanilla, and a cinnamon touch.
What? Did Mom get the recipe from heaven's skies?
Fresh apples from Eden, butter from angels!
Sugars from saints, without any weird taste!
Then she would make a giant, huge bowl of fresh-
whipped cream.
We'd always wash our little, hands first.
Then, and only then, would we indulge,
In her whipped cream, angelic sensation.
5/5/2021
~4~
she is felt still
a tongue tip
recalls her grave
it speaks tenderly
i had her crowned
yet such a royal regalia
did not suit
her innate modesty
she was a tireless waitress
who served up
treats and sugars
with a candied Mona Lisa smile
a love lost is not rootless
yet it must speak from a hollow filling
the heart of which
turns upon cavities of regret
decades later
i eat
these empty words
yet still enjoy them
I am thirsty but cannot make a decision.
We have orange juice
prune juice
cranberry juice
apple juice
tomato juice
red grapefruit juice
We are out of cranberry juice, my husband reports.
Well, this helps a little.
We have chocolate milk, white milk, strawberry milk.
I think I’ll have coffee, I tell him.
I hear him groan.
My coffee is made with several extra steps.
You have to add a packet of cocoa, chocolate milk and two sugars.
Beyond the spectrum
Those broad beams of
Light the world at both
ends marvels the sight
Yolks of eggs sweetened
By sugars luciuous kiss
Fattened by the oils of
Coconut this
Perfection of glamerious
Delicible love
I log with knowing my
Need shall be quensed
I desire its satisfying
Quality
That those without shall
Envy
Those wanttng and needing
Shall beg
That my love for sweet company
Might have me gracious enough
To share
I hear the drone of a distant TV
it is coming from my husband’s dungeon office
he watches nine sets simultaneously
but only listens to one
I am not ready for my recliner yet
will be in a few minutes
after I have fixed my cinnamon sugar coffee
three sugars, cocoa mix and whole milk
we will have competing TVs going
as I do word searches and draw cartoons
he falls asleep in front of his nine sets
an ideal life for two retired people
As you know, I am fasting today
And fasting was never a lighter chore for me
Craving sugars, coffee mugs, all those, all of these
Serenity prayer, and I kept myself ongoing.
Every fever has a hype, this one too.
I just thought that the thermometer was a gift
a glassed space with mercury indicator
to remission the degree of expiation
the world needs.
Though, the world, I thought, is still in the first phase
phase I construction zone, happening in mind space.
Husband and I are common food sappy
Spaghetti and meatballs make us happy
To please us, make us a hamburger dish
Don’t serve us salads or yogurt or fish
Warm potatoes and rich gravy give us a good time
Comfort foods like pie and cake make us feel sublime
Keep your diet tips, your exercises, and your juices to yourself
We like our salts, and our sugars, easy to reach, low on the shelf.
Sure we have gained a bit of weight over the years
But we’re happy and sassy and have very few tears