CANDY POEMS

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Heavens Could Not Wait For You...

If only I had the power
The power to hold your breath
I wouldn't have let it away
I wouldn't have let you close your eyes eternally
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Nonkululeko Ngcobo

Nonkululeko Ngcobo
Kid-o-kid

Kid-o-kid

While driving ,holding the stearing
My eyes looking at you sideways
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Meetali Sharma

Meetali Sharma
Mother's Job

ke a kite,
Or wrestle on the floor and play
Those rough and tumble games, but say!
Just let him get an ache or pain,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Quickening

life is just dandy
you get girls dancing to music within
everybody likes candy
mit worten of girls go good setting
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Kirt Rik

Kirt Rik
Cotton Candy

d out to be the last time,
and I ate cotton candy, that sugary air,
that sweet blue light spun out of nothingness.
It was just a moment, really, nothing more,
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Edward Hirsch
Candy Man

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
The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with love
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Roald Dahl
The Blues

When the shoe strings break
On both your shoes
And you're in a hurry-
That's the blues.
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
Ice Breaking

Candy
Is dandy,
But liquor
Is quicker
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Ogden Nash
The Deliverance

Master only left old Mistus
One bright and handsome boy;
But she fairly doted on him,
He was her pride and joy.
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Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
An After-dinner Poem

(TERPSICHORE)

Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, at
Cambridge, August 24, 1843.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes
Two-an'-six

Merry voices chatterin',
Nimble feet dem patterin',
Big an' little, faces gay,
Happy day dis market day.
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Claude Mckay
Diet Song

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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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Cotton Candy On A Rainy Day

Don't look now
I'm fading away
Into the gray of my mornings
Or the blues of every night
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Nikki Giovanni
Aside

Mail-day, and over the world in a thousand drag-nets
The bundles of letters are dumped on the docks and beaches,
And all that is dear to the personal conscious reaches
Around us again like filings around iron magnets,
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Karl Shapiro
Aunty

and do the things his mother says he can't.
An aunt to come a visitin' or one to go and see
Is just about the finest kind of lady there could be.
Of course she's not your mother, an' she hasn't got her ways,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Little Girlie Good Enough

Little Girlie Good Enough
Lives right there across the street;
Neater than a powder-puff,
Yes she is, and just as sweet:
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
Fresh Air

I

At the Poem Society a black-haired man stands up to say
-You make me sick with all your talk about restraint and mature talent!
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Kenneth Koch
Mama

here I am
in the ground
my mouth
open
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Charles Bukowski
Window Shopper

I stood before a candy shop
Which with a Christmas radiance shone;
I saw my parents pass and stop
To grin at me and then go on.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
Wash Lowry's Reminiscence

And you're the poet of this concern?
I've seed your name in print
A dozen times, but I'll be dern
I'd 'a' never 'a' took the hint
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James Whitcomb Riley
Reflections On Ice-breaking

Candy
Is Dandy
But liquor
Is quicker.
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Ogden Nash
Enthusiasm

"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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Charles Harper Webb
Childhood Is The Kingdom Where Nobody Dies

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age
The child is grown, and puts away childish things.
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Music

I
MUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,
Plumed like empastured Caesars of the sky
With a god's helmet; now, in the gold dye
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Kenneth Slessor
Had I The Wyte.

Tune - "Had I the wyte she bade me."


I.
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
The Tin Bank.

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
In a pleasant home away out west.
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Eugene Field

Eugene Field
Speakin' O' Christmas

Breezes blowin' middlin' brisk,
Snow-flakes thro' the air a-whisk,
Fallin' kind o' soft an' light,
Not enough to make things white,
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
Speakin' O' Christmas

BREEZES blowin' middlin' brisk,
Snow-flakes thro' the air a-whisk,
Fallin' kind o' soft an' light,
Not enough to make things white,
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
The Ground Squirrel.

By Paul H. Hayne.


I.
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Clara Doty Bates
John Alden And Percilly

We got up a Christmas-doin's
Last Christmas Eve--
Kindo' dimonstration
'At I railly believe
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James Whitcomb Riley
The Fly-away Horse

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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Eugene Field

Eugene Field
Joney

Had a hare-lip-- Joney had:
Spiled his looks, and Joney knowed it:
Fellers tried to bore him, bad--
But ef ever he got mad,
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James Whitcomb Riley
The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me

“the withness of the body” -Whitehead


The heavy bear who goes with me,
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Delmore Schwartz

Delmore Schwartz
Bleezer's Ice Cream

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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Jack Prelutsky
Five Letters To My Mother

Good morning sweetheart.
Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.
It has been two year mother
since the boy has sailed
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Nizar Qabbani
Old Town Types No. 13 - Larrikin Luke

Luke Gale, the larrikin lad, dwelt in Larrikin Lane,
A low street, a by-street, right at the edge of the town;
King of the boys and hobbledehoys - a vulgar youth, and vain,
Winning from all respectable folk a very respectable frown.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Part 10 Of Trout Fishing In America

WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING

IN AMERICA PEACE

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Richard Brautigan
The Merdle Origin.

Now Merdle, en passant, I had known for a score
Of years, when a dinner with Jones, Brown or Smith
As good as one gets for a quarter or more,
Was a thing unthought of, or else but a myth
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Horatio Alger, Jr.
Want And I

Who's there? who's there? who was it tried
To force the entrance I've denied?
An 'twere a friend, I'd gladly borne it,
But no-'twas Want! I could have sworn it.
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Morris Rosenfeld
Love Is A Parallax

'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy:
train tracks always meet, not here, but only
in the impossible mind's eye;
horizons beat a retreat as we embark
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Sylvia Plath
A Hedge Of Rubber Trees

The West Village by then was changing; before long
the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge
would have slipped into trendier hands. She lived,
impervious to trends, behind a potted hedge of
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Amy Clampitt
Manuelzinho

[Brazil. A friend of the writer is speaking.]


Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)â??
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Elizabeth Bishop
The Grocery

“Hullo, Alice!”
“Hullo, Leon!”
“Say, Alice, gi' me a couple
O' them two for five cigars,
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Mugging (i)

I
Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth streetâ??s duskâ??
Walked out of my home ten years, walked out in my honking neighborhood
Tonite at seven walked out past garbage cans chained to concrete anchors
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Allen Ginsberg
The Emu Of Whroo

We've a tale to tell you of a spavined emit,
A bird with a smile like a crack in a hat,
Who was owned by M'Cue, of the township of Whroo,
The county of Rodney, his front name was Pat.
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Edward Dyson
The Emu Of Whroo

WEâ??VE a tale to tell you of a spavined emit,
A bird with a smile like a crack in a hat,
Who was owned by Mâ??Cue, of the township of Whroo,
The county of Rodneyâ??his front name was Pat.
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Edward George Dyson
Little Jack Janitor

And there, in that ripe Summer-night, once more
A wintry coolness through the open door
And window seemed to touch each glowing face
Refreshingly; and, for a fleeting space,
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James Whitcomb Riley
Little People: An Alphabet

A for Arab.


This Arab is upset, I fear;
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Thomas William Hodgson Crosland
Kaddish, Part I

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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Allen Ginsberg
Old Spense

You've seen his place, I reckon, friend?
'Twas rather kind ov tryin'.
The way he made the dollars fly,
Such gimcrack things a-buyin'-
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Isabella Valancy Crawford

Isabella Valancy Crawford