Mastications In One Movement
Lathering on the ranch dressing,
mixed with honey mustard grunting;
these inhaling engorging souls are
finding the emotional precipice,
high up and dangling,
hanging by french fried ropes,
smothered in thousand island arrhythmias.
here come the fat waiters,
pushing arteriosclerotic meat carts,
spangled in barbecued thrombosis
and chocolate-covered infarctions,
served au jus on peanut butter trays
filled with maple syrup cherries and
white-creamed heart palpitations.
You know what I mean?
You’ve smelled those words before,
tasted their glazed cordials,
licked the candy flowers
as they swayed there, and
sucked the inner pap of the sweet melon
with perspiring brow; now
having a reason to wake up, it is
time for cupcakes and cinnamon churros
with the vanilla-skirted girls,
marinating inside bacon and lettuce taxis,
dipped in onion teriyaki, sizzling
delicious smoke with au gratin effusions.
Categories:
sweet melon, food,
Form: Free verse
It comes like a monster with deep red eye,
With a shroud of death, covering the sky,
From the bar of ocean, drinking raw beer,
With deep red eye it comes like a monster.
In a dusty barren field, it plays like a mad,
In the kingdom of hell, our day goes bad.
River lies silent with her frail shrill health,
Forest stops singing, losing their wealth;
Mountain prays God, sitting like a saint;
With her frail shrill health river lies silent.
In the colorless garden sun laughs loud,
In the empty dead puddle, it paints all rude.
We feel nice taste with tasty sweet melon;
Chilled juice we make with sour little lemon,
Cucumber with salt chilly, we enjoy our best;
With tasty sweet melon we have nice taste.
A best hue is painted with Gulmohar* flower,
Life is little tough, in hot Indian summer.
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Gulmohar* - An Indian flower having red color
Categories:
sweet melon, nature, summer,
Form: Quatrain
In the glow from
the slow flame of
the gas oven
In the red hue of
the sweet melon stew
In the pearl sweat drops of
the labour of love
In the looks of
the stars in our eyes
A savour, a pleasure, we are
charmed we are warmed
Outside
The jasmine tree
is making the handicraft of
heart filling smell
That tells
The stories of
curing the worries of
our birds in the cages
of lonely pages
The guests
Reflecting the restlessness
of their tongues
Following the flavour from the kitchen
Rich in almond and honey
Licky and yummy
Much hoped rain soaked breeze arrives
Hum the beehives
The husbands and the wives
The parents and the children
The brothers and the sisters
The boyfriends and the girlfriends
The boy and the girl
The summer kitchen swirl
The dinner tables gurgle
The gourmet summer meal from your hands
The sands swaying in the ocean
July 3, 2018
Categories:
sweet melon, summer,
Form: Free verse
"Naked as a Blue Bird Sings"
Naked as a Blue Bird Sings
Walking on Air
Heart Pulling Harp Strings
Cotton Candy Clouds I Pass
Scent of Black Narcisse Noir and Sweet Melon
Taste the Wind Feel the Sun Dance with Moon
Whisper Secrets in my Ear
Never to be Caged in Mind
Myth and Legend Love to Find
(Lovejoy-Burton/Mar 2018)
(Tri Haiku)
Artwork - Michael Parkes
https://www.theworldofmichaelparkes.com/
Categories:
sweet melon, joy, love, romance,
Form: Haiku
Summer eve affair
Firefly wonder with rhythm light
Sweet melon breath share
Categories:
sweet melon, love, memory, nature, seasons,
Form: Haiku
By design, I was created to tranquilize your mind,
enter your world and cause it to align,
protect your spirit from the unkind,
be your inspiration,
support your vision,
help you to give birth to your mission.
By design, I was molded to mesmerize your mind,
lips that taste like burgundy wine,
honey pot that tastes like sweet melon vine,
be your lover,
give you my undivided attention.
By design, I was born to elevate your mind,
introduce you to the refined.
If you are so inclined,
i promise to keep our love enshrined.
this is all By design.
Categories:
sweet melon, cute love, feelings, i
Form: Rhyme
Your love has the flavor of sweet melon
Of the satisfying honey made by bees
For you are everything beautiful each day
In this world my eyes are blessed to see
And thoughts of your eternal love
Are like treasure found beneath the sea
For your thoughts are so very valuable
These lovely thoughts of you to me
My beloved you are very dear to me
As each breath of air I daily breathe
And I shall always have words of praise
Letting all who live in the world to see
For your love tastes of sweet melon
Also of the tasteful honey made by bees
For Lord you are everything beautiful
Which in my world my eyes always see.
Categories:
sweet melon, beautiful, devotion, first love,
Form: Prose Poetry
soft vanilla nights
tasting pink strawberry tips...
rainbow sprinkles pop
a wisp of the chill
sweet melon sprigs twist and shout...
snow cones dance around!
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For contest: PD’s Neapolitan Ice-Cream
Haiku
Categories:
sweet melon, food, imagination,
Form: Haiku