Best Candy Poems

This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
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I am Ebenezer Bleezer,
I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE,
there are flavors in my freezer
you have never seen before,
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When the shoe strings break
On both your shoes
And you're in a hurry-
That's the blues.
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They sent me a salwar kameez
            peacock-blue,
                  and another
   glistening like an orange split open,
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Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew
Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two
The candy man, the candy man can
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I read last Saturday in the
redwoods outside of Santa Cruz
and I was about 3/4's finished
when I heard a long high scream
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Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out!
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans,
Candy the yams and spice the hams, ...
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Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on
the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.
downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,
talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues
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I've known the pleasures of being
fired at least eleven times—

most notably by Larry who found my snood
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When we pay a visit to the seaside,
We venture out onto the sands,
And wiggle our toes in soft golden grains,
And mould sandcastles with our hands.
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The heavy bear who goes with me,
A manifold honey to smear his face,
Clumsy and lumbering here and there,
The central ton of every place,
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here I am
in the ground
my mouth
open
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Bistros, Barristas, or Café Coffee
My soul craves for coffee
Our sorrows- a storm in coffee cup
When we supped, Let them get engulfed
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Mothers of America
let your kids go to the movies
get them out of the house so they won't
know what you're up to
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CUTE ONE, BE MINE, LOVE ME
Valentine’s day brings them out
BE TRUE, KISS ME, HUG ME,
Sayings candy Sweethearts shout
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"Sit in my hand."
I'm ten.
I can't see him,
but I hear him breathing
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Candy
Is Dandy
But liquor
Is quicker.
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Adorable chocolate...
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Is this sweet babe
The bright crescent moon, or the charming flower of the lotus,
The honey in a flower, or the lustre of the full moon,
A pure coral gem, or the pleasant chatter of parrots,
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[Brazil. A friend of the writer is speaking.]


Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)—
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Wrapped in shinny wrappers,
golden, red, silver and brown,
chocolate, the king of sweets,
everyone's favorite treat,
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I had everything and luck: Rings of smoke
blown for me; sunlight safe inside the leaves
of cottonwoods; pure, simple harmonies
of church music, echoes of slave songs; scraps
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1. Singing rain dancing
Mosquito’s birthday ceremony
Raining pleasure breeding
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Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -
Perhaps you have seen him before;
Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has swept
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You sing a lullaby for me,
I shall dream about you
On the silvery moonbeams
Falling through cotton candy of translucent sky
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The sun rises with a mild hue and a soft glow,
Glimmering and playing the hide and seek,
But nay, this game is just for a while,
For the sun shines brighter now
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Baby Girl, Glamour Girl, Strawberry Girl struts
Candy Girl, Sexy Girl, Bossy Girl fuss
Gansta Girl, Dream Girl, Independent Girl shops
Virtuous Girl, Glitter Girl, Hot Girl pops
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Hello, hello,
That's what we say,
When Christmas Eve comes on its way.
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"Don't overdo it," Dad yelled, watching me
Play shortstop, collect stamps and shells,
Roll on the grass laughing until I peed my pants.
"Screw him," I said, and grabbed every cowry
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Having a new friend in our
land,
To her, we extend our hand.
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The turquoise pool rose up to meet us,
its slide a silver afterthought down which
we plunged, screaming, into a mirage of bubbles.
We did not exist beyond the gaze of a boy.
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This section is a Christmas tree:
Loaded with pretty toys for you.
Behold the blocks, the Noah's arks,
The popguns painted red and blue.
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Drizzling dazzling
like splinters of diamond
Shards of crystal
or  liquidized glass!
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Which liars deny,
They did or did not tell...
The bigger lie.
Or acknowledge any used,
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Good morning sweetheart.
Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.
It has been two year mother
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my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty
suitcase because she kept threatening to run away my sister was sick of me
getting the best of everything the bathrobe with the pink stripes instead of
the red the soft middle piece of bread while she got the crust I was sick with
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What can a yellow glove mean in a world of motorcars and governments?
I was small, like everyone. Life was a string of precautions: Don’t kiss the squirrel before you bury him, don’t suck candy, pop balloons, drop watermelons, watch TV.
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Ah,
you're just a copy
of all the candy bars
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.
I remember, well remember,
.
That dark and dreadful day,
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O Krishna, darling of Gokula, awake

I have brought you milk, curd and sugar-candy come and partake of these delicacies: your pals are at the door, calling you to play; the sun has risen and it's time to go to the woods.
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I
Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth street’s dusk—
Walked out of my home ten years, walked out in my honking
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So hungry-sensitive that he
craves day and night the pap of praise,
he'll ease his gripes or fingerpaint
in heartsblood on a public page.
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the wind whispers
a wary warning
There was plenty, still
early this morning
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He said:

"In the winter dusk
When the pavements were gleaming with rain,
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What is death, I ask.
What is life, you ask.
I give them both my buttocks,
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Candy words
melting in your mouth.
Too proud
to say them aloud?
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to my sister, Sharon,
and all her glistening music

go deeper into the woods soothed my pages,
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When I was walking down the road
I saw the big town fair
I got a nice cotton candy
That was bought with my share
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I cannot eat my porridge,
I weary of my play;
No longer can I sleep at night,
No longer romp by day!
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Metaphor’s the soul of poetry:
this incongruous instrument of speech
with which we say one thing,
when we mean quite another:
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I don't know where the paradise is as I live in a Hell,
But a little I have heard and a little I can tell,
Unaware of the fairies white, yellow, black or brown,
Do they wear an opaque or a semi-transparent gown,
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Is nothing real but when I was fifteen,
Going on sixteen, like a corny song?
I see myself so clearly then, and painfully--
Knees bleeding through my usher's uniform
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He made a line on the blackboard,
one bold stroke from right to left
diagonally downward and stood back
to ask, looking as always at no one
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You sing a lullaby for me,
I shall dream about you.
We shall climb together on the silvery moonbeams,
And fall like a cotton candy from the translucent sky.
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The small girl was sold like a slave
The middle man cuddling her with a candy
The fat house wife suffered blues
From the riches in her neighbors
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You stand far away
Hiding and invisible
Chest has no movement
Pulses of you weaken
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"Good morning, dear students," the principal said.
"Please put down your pencils and go back to bed.
Today we will spend the day playing outside,
then take the whole school on a carnival ride.
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Well breakfast black coffee one slice of dry toast no butter no jelly no jam
Lunch just some lettuce two celery stalks no booze no potatoes no ham
Dinner one chicken wing broiled not fried no gravy no biscuits no pie
And this dietin' dietin' dietin' dietin' sure is a rough way to die
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Don't look now
I'm fading away
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If I could blame it all on the weather,
the snow like the cadaver's table,
the trees turned into knitting needles,
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In your arms,
Thats where I'd like to be..
Your love inspires me..
To write my heart out..
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If my poem upsets,
I'm just so sorry
No need to worry
Your not speaking anyways
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Standing out,
outloud, and Clear.
I want you and the rest of the world to know..
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All I want for Christmas is to treat you as my wonderland
My finger tips to skate lightly across your chest
Hearing the music of a softly fine tuned band
I need you to be my holiday quest
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Frequent raining on paddy seeds reports that the monsoon is coming,
And forces the green jamuns and yellow dates for ripening.
Behold for their own mellow fruits none waits for the birds' invitation
The dancing, prancing and divine little lambs run to the dropping destination.
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Love they said looks like Gucci
Feels like carbon, breathes like a cotton candy
Stings like cocaine, breaks like silence
Hunts like power, soothes like caffeine,
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For one salubrious season
Bush tempered
And human nurtured
I rose red
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RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,
Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,
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The old woman made mint
Candy for the children
Who'd bolt through her front door,
Silhouettes of the great blue
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I see the bluest ocean in my dreams with candy floss clouds
Floating by,
With angels flying, just stopping to bow
To The Maker Of The World, as he strides out with a dignified command,
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Beyond that pretty face
yes there's surely grace
but a powerful mind too!
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The cherry wind stroke her face
Shuffling her locks aside
With a beaming smile she sat awake
To watch her daddy come
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we become enemies...resistant to the words
that me life or death,4 the love in our world
we argue n we fight
but who ever comes out right
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In dreams
the same bad dream goes on.
Like some gigantic German toy
the house has been rebuilt
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Blue wave, white foam, washing the long shore
with its tender soothing hands, brushing away
my fading memories, polishing men's rock heart, at bay
-akin to the pebbles, the bubbly kids search to store
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In all it's endures, you may encounter
The love, the joy and the care
Then you happens to be blessed guy
No candy, no honey nor trunk full of money
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(dedicated to my son and people who love children’s story books, poems, and illustrations)

He wrote humorous words
He drew lovely pictures
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Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once inflamed my soul, and still inspires my wit.
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Baby Girl, Glamour Girl, Strawberry Girl struts
Candy Girl, Sexy Girl, Bossy Girl fuss
Gansta Girl, Dream Girl, Independent Girl shops
Virtuous Girl, Glitter Girl, Hot Girl pops
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Walking by an old abandoned building
That once housed a penny candy store,
I envisioned all the wide-eyed children
As they gazed at the display of candy galore.
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There's candy
Icecream
Chocalate
Good dreams
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buying dreams was easy for me too
Just signed up a loan
; leveraged and bought all;
Cheap money could buy..
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In my dream, all the oceans are chocolate
that I sail in my gummy bear boat.
The mountain, there, is a chocolate cake
with waterfalls to root beer floats.
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I.
'Tis known, at least it should be, that throughout
All countries of the Catholic persuasion,
Some weeks before Shrove Tuesday comes about,
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~ OGLING ORGY ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 26,2010
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I.
In midmost Ind, beside Hydaspes cool,
There stood, or hover'd, tremulous in the air,
A faery city 'neath the potent rule
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I have a story to tell
The story of a girl
A girl like snow
Who melts in your love
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Now that he is an adolescent
Visited by dreams iridescent
He no more wants candy
But a little brandy
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The 'Garden of the Gods' is gone
Mother's death sent everything packing
To purgatory with no return address
And my whole world dropped dead
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High on the Natural, all else pales
In the splendor of feeling, inhale
The breath going out, it commences
A balm, soothing the senses
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Pure pink
Fluffy and soft
So sweet and succulent
Sugar crystals all over
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I read books, because they take me places
Inside when I look, I see so many faces
Detective stories, there are so many cases
Oh how I love reading books
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In the burgh of Kharkov-
bursting hail.
Big hail,
big as grape,
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I could be the waitress
in the airport restaurant
full of tired cigarette smoke and unseeing tourists.
I could turn into the never-noticed landscape
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oh, , sadness...
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IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,
In closest frock and Cinderella shoes,
Bound to the foot-lights for thy brief display,
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I.
as a golden star blazes a trail across the starry sky
a light breeze is blowing on a warm summer's night
so many stars are twinkling in a midnight blue sky
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Where is the one
I used to love so passionately –
and who, I thought,
loved me so passionately too…?
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Speaking of banks, I'm bound to say
That a bank of tin is far the best,
And I know of one that has stood for years
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