Candy Poems
Presents From My Aunts In Pakistan
by Moniza Alvi
They sent me a salwar kameez
&nb sp; peacock-blue,
& nbsp; and another
glistening like an orange split open,
embossed slippers, gold and black
&nbs p; points curling.
Candy-striped glass bangles
&n bsp; snapped, drew blood.
Like at school, fashions changed
&n bsp; in Pakistan -
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Ground Swell
by Mark Jarman
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
Behind the candy counter in the theater
After a morning's surfing; paddling frantically
To top the brisk outsiders coming to wreck me,
Trundle me clumsily along the beach floor's
Gravel and sand; my knees aching with salt.
Is that all I have to write about?
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Manuelzinho
by Elizabeth Bishop
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)—
a sort of inheritance; white,
in your thirties now, and supposed
to supply me with vegetables,
but you don't; or you won't; or you can't
get the idea through your brain—
the world's worst gardener since Cain.
Titled above me, your gardens
ravish my eyes. You edge
the beds of silver cabbages
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Summer
by Elizabeth Swados
Tsss
Summer sounds,
Tsss
Concrete and heat,
Sneakered feet on tar,
Stepping on a melted candy bar,
Squish
Crunch, crunch
Gravel on the street,
Woosh
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The Blues
by Langston Hughes
When the shoe strings break
On both your shoes
And you're in a hurry-
That's the blues.
When you go to buy a candy bar
And you've lost the dime you had-
Slipped through a hole in your pocket somewhere-
That's the blues, too, and bad!
Submitted by Denice Jackson
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Gold Bricks and Heavenly Hash
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
When it’s Easter time...
The parents are out shopping...
We wait patiently all night...
For the bunnies to start hopping...
The Easter eggs are all dyed...
The fake grass is bright green...
Will we get my favorite candies...
Well, that remains to be seen...
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Candy
by Author Reinvented
Sweet talk,
Candy lips,
Pull me closer,
Shake those hips.
Eat the Sugar,
Open up,
Make sure not to spill a drop.
You keep feeding me all this Candy,
Talking oh-so-sweetly,
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Cotton Candy Clouds
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
moving clouds, puffy
gold rose dawn fills waking skies
summer's honeyed days
as heat gains its peak
gilt clouds, noon butterscotch sky
lemon meringue pie
chocolate sunset
cocoa with soft marshmallows
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The Roman Candy Man
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
It all started back in 1915...
When a great grandmother named Angelina Napoli Cortese...
Made her candy for family and friends...
“The best in the world” is what everyone says...
Her son, Sam, was a 12 year old child...
A businessman at a very young age...
He started selling his momma’s candy...
Working hard to make an honest wage...
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Trick and Treat-Black Night
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The night was black, a yellow moon was gleaming;
In a nearby wood, night creatures were screaming.
My steps were quickened, eyes rounded in fright;
Such a misfortune to be lost on Halloween night!
Then a ghost drifted to me, as if borne by a breeze;
So dazed and woozy, unconsciousness began to tease.
I revived to see a costumed ghost, sweet and dandy.
"Please feel better," she said, giving me a candy.
