Short Sweetener Poems

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


Premium Member whipped cream

puddings jello and fruit pies
great on a dessert
whipped into a frothy cream
full of sweet sugar
puffy and frothy
with sweetener
milk
Form: Epulaeryu


Premium Member K99

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canine tea...?
nine...!

can...nine tea...?
nine...canine tea...!

nine...cay'enne tea...?
nine...!

'kay...!!!...ninety nine cay'enne...nine tea...$9...'kay...!!!


stan'sand
(p'nnnn all day
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Premium Member my three baskets

she was created by my sister
made of bunny material
for Easter
a cloth basket where I put my sweetener

a store bought basket made of plastic
sits on another counter, holding bread and buns

a tiny crystal basket holds nothing,
simply adorns the place.

WHAT NO SUGAR MEANS

What no sugar means
Is that it’s sugar free
For a diabetic
It’s very important
But when something
That’s supposed to be
Sugar free has sweetener
Inside, like fructose or
Sweet and low, it’s 
A misrepresentation of
A sugar free product, plus
It’s bad for diabetics
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Green Tea Joy

Every day 
   I sip green tea 
with sweetener
   Supposed to be good for 
one's health 
   Indeed I think it is !
Tea is a marvelous beverage
   Allows one to "perk up" 
During a hectic day 
   I enjoy the taste of 
it 
And said to a local barista
  "Green tea is the elixir of life"
       He smiled 
I believe I might be right!


Premium Member The Sweetener

As sweet as the coffee with sugar, creamer and milk
Words from the mouth are said
As the well-sweetened coffee is soothing to the taste buds
Words are nice to the ears
And heartwarming to the heart
But too much sweetener will cause toothache
And too much praises may block the melodies of life from the nature
Too much complement may make one proud and lazy

6289

Time,a poisonous serpent

Crawling silently everywhere,everyday

Venom,so red it went

A loud,loud guilty Sunday..

I remember Jesus being sold for 30 pieces of silver

I remember Jesus being denied by Peter

Words are just words to say

To Jesus the vinegar was bitter

A loud,loud guilty Sunday,

To some they drink it with sweetener.

July 12, 2009
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Sweetener of my tea
Listener to my plea
Keeper of my heart
Saver of my soul
I trust that you will lead me home


Potter of my flesh
Sustainer of this life
Giver of love
Healer of wounds
In you,I put all my hope.

Each time I roll the dice,
May your name ever appear.
Whenever I toss the coin,
May your name ever appear,
For without you,
Life is but an empty shell.

Premium Member Bye-Bye Moon

What Would Another
Moon Be Like?

In Ornate Marble
Dressed In Neon Gold;
Pouring It's Ever-Loving
Wealth Into The 
QUALIFIED Owner
Such A Brilliant Idea!

***

Putting All That Dusty
Dappled Gray
Faded Welcome
Over-Whelming
Lunacy To Shame.

LO! 

Bitter Drifter In Bitter Butter,
  Artificial Sweetener For
   BitterSweet Love.

-Gray Squirrel

10-22-2025

Sex On the Beach

the wind blows kisses to her hair;
I stare;is it fair
to look into the eyes of the angel while bare?
ummm!just taste the love in the air.

the water whistles over the love makin sounds.
the sweetness of her kiss kept the sun around.

red curls swirled upon my finger
the smell of her neck;candy coated;
caramel sweetener.

suck her neck if i was a leech;
lay your hands in the sand;
sex on the beach.
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Premium Member waiting in a hotel lobby

I am sitting in a hotel lobby in a small town south of Des Moines
That means Iowa for those of you who did not know
I am drinking coffee with French Vanilla flavoring and sweetener
Waiting for my twin sister, listening to loud country western music
I would not mind the music if it was on a proper volume
It is weirdly loud and proud for six a.m.
as if it thinks it is better than rock and roll or bluegrass
my nerves are screaming

Sweet Treat

Sweet hands steer down

The ways of eating round

For the feast after is over

Sweet is the only aggregator.



Sweet is not just a taste

It is the almost equivalent fate

For me to be surrounded

By delicious sweety update.



All types of sweet

For me are a superhit

With lots and lots of sugar

It is the real sweetener.



Give me some sweet

For me anytime to eat

And I will be highly pleased

Anytime to give the treat.


Rohan Dhabade

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