Sugar Poems - Poems about Sugar

...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......Read the rest...

...Sugar Maple was a beautiful tree Just as pretty as a tree can be With a solid and straight trunk so strong And reaching ever up with graceful arms Sugar Maple was enjoying some little fame From ......Read the rest...

... I step out from a second-story window, float along roads of slow-churning lullabies, raptured in response to ice cream truck’s bellow. A clear case of cold sugar—wide gumball eyes, mobile memor......Read the rest...

...Kaleidoscope Girl She is made of glass of broken pieces And shattered fragments She has jagged edges That splintered my soul She has wounded me And my scars healed With drops of her seal......Read the rest...

...Hourglass body right? Clearer skin right? No pimples right? When I don't eat nor drink, I do it because my mind is full of grief, it's my punishment. I will again stop and eat the half of to......Read the rest...

...Look closely, feel the harmless heat enveloping black-diamond petals in the glistening garden of glossy geraniums. There, sprouts rosemary dreams from an u......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

...When I saw snow falling from the sky, I said: ,,hah!" And went outside without having socks on even if I hated to step on my shoes which were full with little stones. No jacket even though I was a......Read the rest...

...M•ostly sugar with some cinnamon and everything nice O•utstandingly created with sprinkles of salt and pepper too with cajun spice T•he makings of this beautiful creation by the most high H•er swe......Read the rest...

...In Caren’s dream house there will be no rules. No symmetry, no boring colors, no angry fools. Everything will be cutesy, petootsie, batootsie and a mess. There will be no reasons to overdress or b......Read the rest...

... brown specs mound hill like sand, grains of sugar-salt midst the top of the ground ~ twit the grass flowing ripples running ants on and climb over ant hills Written wo......Read the rest...

...My strung-out limbs grow like plants Head in the clouds, toes with the ants Branches sprout, leaves strewn about, Now I’m walkin’ ‘round with an utter lack of pants My eyes swirl like big loll......Read the rest...

...Boom decorates herself as if she were a Christmas decoration What kind? I asked, sugar cookies, divinity or another confection? More like a tree, her hair is full of bulbs, all silver and such. I ......Read the rest...

...Each goldfish is like a birthday candle: fins flickering in under-water sparkles of sunlit sugar. Sprinkled, trickled, rippled. My face is staring over the pond; they gather for party bags ......Read the rest...

... Highly entertaining Charlatan; painting Manipulating, brewed Tasty food so others can Swallow, digest and process. Deals and wheels With their golden tongue Of sweet sugar and honey, A th......Read the rest...