Slurps Poems | Examples

He Captured Childhood

He captured childhood, never let it go,
Sidestepped the potholes of “growing up”
Never forgot that ice cream is better when shared
Popsicles meant to be broken in two
Throwing stones in the pond an avocation
Skipping them….an art

He still slurps his soup as taste has consequences
Milk moustaches, especially chocolate, an art form
He still wipes his hands on his pants
Will pet a wet dog, tell “that” joke again
Wear that favorite frayed flannel
Flirt with the cashier at the super market

He will make fun of everything and everyone
And sometimes keep it to himself
More often though he leaves them shaking their heads
Wondering…”when will he ever grow up”
He knows, that they know, the answer
Probably never…if we’re lucky

One Fifty Two Shades of White

Choosing which shade of white,
drives most people up the wall.
There's at least 
152 shades of white 
to choose from.
Despite being well: "Just White" 
It's the subtle hue, blah blah, 
hubris and hoo-ha,
that comes to the fore.
White can be darker, lighter, 
cooler or warmer, 
extra bright or dim,
so so cool, boring or subdued.
"Wind's Breath", "Extra White"
"Moonlight White at Night".
How can you choose?
It's the paints position, lighting, shade
and context that makes
the decision so complex.
Any color tinge, even within plain stark white
Can evoke a profound emotional reaction.
“Pristine” whites feel frigid cold, like ice.
Tiny tints of yellow, orange and red
feel "happy", “warm” or “sunny.”
Subtle slurps of green or blue
feel "natural" and "homely".
But, beware my friend,
Never ever choose:
"Off White" or
"Shades of Gray"
Heaven Forbid!

Raindrops 2

Lugubrious blue mood skies funereal  and morose shed raindrops,
they unleash tableau vivant torrent’s wet tranche,
blessing,  bane or boon from vault of heaven,
damp pearl blob  bewitching moisture mellow morph form, 
the stuff of less than benign grumpy weather grouch,
whose plight infuses yen for sun-drenched bliss,
haven of the ultra-violet swathe enthusiast,
for others raindrops are  a liquid gem relish firmament bequeathed,
to whet voracious craving of nascent pastures,
whose gaunt green blade emaciating stillborn,
that aqueous honey to hue-blazed floral  garden in situ bloomers,
who swallow cloudburst drizzle meed in muted slurps, 
droplet streak and spiral bubble patten on top hung awning window,
empyrean tear beads that roof top tap dance ritual,
so tantalising to the awestruck spellbound eardrum,
or impromptu downward dribbles on romantic saunterers,
prompting boisterous laughter as they flaunt their dome transparent chromium truss umbrella,
those enraptured red-blooded refugees beneath tilting gust spun bumbershoot,
as mud splatter cherry cheek urchins shriek,
amid the spray and splash globules at agile finger tips

God Sends Pets Without Wings

"God sends pets without wings so no one will suspect they are angels ..."  Unkown

Angels come in all sizes
Never knowing when they will appear
Great fur coats to wear
Every day and night of the year
Love will spread their wings
Slurps and hugs forever more

Cowboy Leroy

Leroy
Cowboy

Rode horse
Of course

His hoss
Named Ross

Ropes steers
Slurps beers

Slouch hat
Flaunts gat

Wears boots
No suits

Eats beans
Wears jeans

Raised hell
Pell-mell

What's more
He swore

Has gal
Named Sal

To pub
For grub

They dance
Romance

They kiss
Pure bliss

Gets slopped
Fun stopped

Big brawl
(That's all)

Meeting a Hedgehog

She is feeding her hedgehog a dandelion brew.
We do not interrupt her until she is through.
How does he like it? We ask as he slurps.
See for yourself she says, as he gives some loud burps.

Persnickety hedgehog says, “Why don’t you ask me yourself?”
I scoot myself a bit farther back on the oak limb’s magical shelf.
Don’t be shy! The hedgehog says. Any more questions for me?
I try to pretend I am one with the tree.

Animal Babies

All the baby chicks
From their shells do spring
I’ve seen so many pics
A smile they do bring

Then there are the pups
Wagging little tails
Slurps from puppy cups
Yipping little wails

"Collab"
AABB, 5555
Poem for children
March 28, 2023

Screen Romance

Some desires, some wishes
Some hits, some misses
Some longings
For those disappearing zings            
Some peekaboo
Some more than the perfunctory 
I love you
Some fantasy nibbles, 
Some muffled giggles
Some fulsome curves, 
Some afar slurps
Some cravings
For those red thongs and hot things
The ‘natural’ appearances
Jaw-dropping, gorgeous
She and me
Just the two of us
A nearly everyday ‘affair’
The fair beauty’s bare and dare
Sizzling, sensuous, screen romance
A repeat?
Hardly any chance.

Somewhere In Florida

Off the beaten track
red dirt roads,
backwoods cracker country.

She is drunk
and fist fighting her ma.
The old man has pissed his pants
and don't care;
he slurps his cooler beer.

The drunk fat girl
grabs a crow bar
ma hefts a shotgun.

A yellow hound opens one eye
then falls asleep again.
The sun shines bright all day.

So far, just another Sunday.

Bobbing Hopping Robin-

the robin hops and
 glides over grasses early 
morn waiting to part

head bobbing neck stretch
take of the wet silky worm
robin slurps worm up
 
6/11/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Breath of Fresh Air

Breath of Fresh Air

She is a breath of fresh air
The kind you don’t meet every day
Her long and graceful fingers are filled with (bling)
From the men who loved her before.
She is the kind that makes you blush with a glance.
Her beauty surpasses that of an intricate sunrise.
She speaks the truth and does not (blabber)
About unimportant and mundane things
She drinks of life and (slurps) as she swallows from its cup!
Unadulterated laughter fills the room when she muses.
A (drizzle) of joy fills all the dark places and dispels all fears
Like a gradual but steady waterfall,
It (sloshes) into the next week. 
Once you have met her…
You will never be the same.
She is a woman who can make you feel 
A million emotions by one encounter
She will steal your heart
And put it in her pocket
In case she may need it one day!
So, breathe her in and never forget her face.

Written   November 9, 2021
For Onomatopoeia Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
(ps. underlining and bold did not paste when formatting to poetry soup so words used are in brackets)
sincere apologies

Baby Slurps Kibble With Cat

They snuggled, wrestled, patted, hugged, slept and ate together.
Growing from babies to toddlers in all kinds of weather.
We brought out this photo and our daughter stared with horror.
You are as bad as the grandma who lives next door!

This is unhealthy, despicable, awful, terribly unclean.
The cat on her lap gave me a feline stare that was mean.
When you were little, it was the only way you would eat.
We thought it was hilariously funny, and kind of sweet.

MOM! She said, I am a doctor; this is unclean and bad.
She truly is the prissiest child that we ever had.
Her daughter got on the floor and shared a dish with our dog.
I made a flying leap toward her, looking like a spastic erratic frog.

What are you trying to cover up? Ms. Persnickety asked.
Let’s have a drink! Yelled my husband, taking out a wine flask.
We did not want to be limited to the time we could see her babe.
She might be a doctor, but she is not as nice as our older son Abe.

Laurel and Hardy

Stan Laurel
thinks he can sing in reality he warbles
His best buddy Hardy slaps him quiet
Before he can start another riot.

Oliver Hardy
Is usually farty so he abstains from drink
Gormless Laurel slurps Manhattans all night
Warbling and singing without stage fright.


Clerihew 2 
Poetry Contest
Enter Contest
Sponsored
by
Joseph May
30/09/2021

What Can I Say

I don't really p[ay with fire
It just slurps at skin until
it takes what it needs
burns until i feel
looking at an upside down clock
in the bevel of a spoon
playing peek-a-boo
with the clouds and moon
soon just a backward noose
Hangi
-------n
-------g to the truth
we are ird

Rain

tears of heaven fall
mother earth sighs and slurps them ~
       her intense thirst quenched



Date written: 04/23/2021

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