Sugar Poems - Poems about Sugar

We’re frantically typing to finish our assignments and end our Friday night homework confinement. Chella wants to go to a frat-house soirée I went to a few of those back in the day. No more frat parties, I once emphatically said. I make rules for myself, usually based on emotion but once I calm down, rules are made to be broken, and...

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Sitting here again. Eyes closed. You? You’re here, never far. Table for two, linen dressed in floral patterns bringing out your eyes. Coffee for me. Tea and cookie for you. Holding your hand I reluctantly let go. Two swirls to the right. One to the left. A tap for good measure. Subtle blow from your lips. How I envy the rim...

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If I gave up sugar would I crave more salt? Filling up my diet with potato chips and French fries? If I gave up sugar would the enamel grow back on my teeth Would my missing teeth grow back? If I gave up sugar would I lose weight and feel healthy? Would I still be me? I daresay I will never know...

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Sugar, my sweet, you’ve slipped away, Into the light of a softer day. My heart aches deep, it’s hard to bear, This quiet house, this empty air. You were my shadow, soft and warm, A snuggle-seeking, loving form. With wagging tail and gentle eyes, You filled my world with sweet surprise. Escape artist with a wild soul, You chased the wind, you played the...

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I wrote a documentary that would have won a BAFTA But nobody would fund it It was not what they were afta I pitched the plot to Netflix cuz they have a lot of money They sent me packing, laughing “Don’t call us, we’ll call you, Sonny” I lastly pitched to Paramount hoping they’d save the day They took one look at me shook their head...

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The camel, when drinking of tea, Takes sugar proportionately. For each of its humps It drops twenty lumps; But more, if it’s sailing by sea. ...

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Algebra sheet limp beneath my elbow, mocking me in equations I’ll never understand. I open Google Classroom like a coffin. The deadlines stack up in a mound of unmarked corpses, in a thousand unmarked graves, in old, unmarked sections of my mind— I'd name them here, but who cares? I’m too tired to mourn them. Sugar-free Red Bull— because I don't sleep, because I care more...

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… [I’m an idiot; I can hold a conversation though I always stutter, I’m average looking yet I hate every molecule I possess. I’ve healed, yet those memories still haunt me. I’ve made impacts and shared my story, yet I’m worthless and will be forgotten. So I ask; Mirror, oh mirror, please give me answers!] “I promise I...

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I'm fondly reminded of touring Europe our housing quarters and daycare i worked were under planned attacks blessing the attack meant for women and children would strike celebration of black September the attacked touched down in Beruit instead my two daughter's and i were rushed on a CIA Chinook returned to America many blessings turns...

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GET your SUGAR from the cupboard of your heart and winter kiss my wavering thoughts like the first snowflake to fall HONEYED with passion your words of affirmation always bring warmth to the frost biting at everything I’m trying to pick up ICING my past like white cake served by a slave with stone cold emotions,...

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There is magic in ... Sugar and snowflakes, When wonder does begin As December awakes Where this magic comes from Do we really need to know ... From first bite to last crumb O, how we enjoy it, though These simple, pleasurable things Dance and mix and melt ... Upon imaginary wings ... And with our feelings felt Comes to us like a dream These...

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Today a black ant ran out of my C and H sugar bag She was old, determined, mission-minded, a real hag Trailing my sugar back to her well-attended ant nest Ultimate scout, showing the way to my bag to the rest....

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My dear Mama, oh so dear, A mother true, always near. From childhood's dawn till present day, You guided us, showed the way. With "Sugar Boy" by your side, Together you led, with love and pride. To "Oko Eti-ose" and "Oko Okuku" farms, We trekked, with loaded arms. The roads were long, the loads were heavy, I cried, but you helped me be brave. Coming...

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To be left bare to all rhyme and most reason From gnarled wounds of sweet nectar eaten A Mother whom suckled life, now weakened Still they come in glee, lapping there the given In her bloomed bouquet of chronomantic hues She was resplendent as she captivated views Coyly she stripped away at her prophetic news Fall has come to hibernate into his...

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Sugar Daddy By: Miracle Man 10/13/2024 My life has been like one big old Sugar Daddy...

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