The Zen of Ice Cream
Ice cream joins thinkers, twirls idea seekers
Around dueling dogmas, mythic epics
Dark philosophies, enchanting stories
Cover ivory vanilla towers
Metaphors for discourse strong, dense and sweet
Arguers desire hasty retreats
Scowling to smiling as trials melt away
Nuts suggest curses swept away verses
Tempting chocolate, strawberry compote
Ode to decadence, shameless opulence
Suggested by sprinkled cherry topping
Subversive banter atop frozen cream
Illusive reality never dreams
No suffering while eating frozen cream
poem by Stephanie Eve Kane Arado
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Ice Cream Hair
My mom's hair is made of Chocolate Ice Cream.
My dad's hair is made of Mint Ice Cream.
My sister's hair is made of Vanilla Ice Cream.
My halve sister's hair is made of Strawberry Ice Cream.
My brother's hair is made of Coconut Ice Cream.
My halve brother's hair is made of Blue Berry Ice Cream.
My baby sister's hair is made of Banana Split Ice Cream.
What is my hair made out of?
All of the above,
and a hint of sprinkles; -) .
poem by Jasmine Aira
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Self-centered....
the blond
has a hand that carries a cone of
vanilla ice cream
it is summer
he looks at the sea
and lets his ice cream melt
not licking it yet
the sea is so blue
a woman looks at his
well chiseled body his
butterfly back
his abs and
strong arms
the ice cream melts
the man looks at the sand
and estimates the size
of his shadow
the sand is so white
the woman with her long black hair
in a two piece
the main attraction of this poem
backs out
and buys her own cone of
vanilla ice cream
and she licks it until the ice cream
is consumed
the man goes to the sea and makes
his needed dive
indeed the sea is so blue
and it is a sad summer....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cherry, whipped cream
Chocolate sauce, ice cream
I can't enjoy it, I wish I could
But my body rejects the food
Fingers on my lips
Slim down my hips
I eat until I'm full
Show everyone I'm normal
Head bent over the bowl
No longer full
Back up in reverse
Wanting more, makes it worse
Ice cream, chocolate sauce
Whipped cream, cherry, food loss
poem by Brynn Fier
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5. Priceless
Chopping up walnuts whipping up cream
Grating fine chocolate that tastes like a dream
Out from the oven all cakes raised well
Looking delicious and what a great smell
Onto a rack place the sponges to cool
Watching with interest whilst perched on a stool
Melting more chocolate to use as a topping
Take all the walnuts spent so much time chopping
Lifting cooled bottom cake onto a tray
Thickly whipped cream spread as thick as you may
Then placed the top sponge on cream like a hat
Sharp eyes watched cream they belonged to our cat
Hot melted chocolate now drizzled on top
Getting quite thick we will soon have to stop
Sprinkle the nuts into chocolate now setting
Along with the grated choc we’re not forgetting
Could it be time to try what looks nice?
Two sponges in one means you get something twice
Where is the knife that will cut me a slice?
Whatever it costs I will pay any price
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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If I Were Ice Cream
Wat flavor would I be
Would I be a classic like vanilla strawberry or chocolate some times i wanna run away with the goodness in my pocket. Ive been described as rocky road mmmm velvety chocolate and so sweet. my life hasn't always been easy so it makes since to me I'm soft but a little nutty talking about this icecreams making me hungry.
I wonder why icecream can be so comforting. But at the same time it's Different on the taste buds of everything. My taste buds scream loud for ice cream. But as human we don't realize how much we use that thing we use ice cream for broken hearts icecream has a way to cheer us up it's also used on a hot summer day to cool us off alil as the sun goes away.
what flavor best describes you
I love all types of ice cream so that means (I love you to) as I think of all the extravagant types that sit on the tip of the tongue man there's not even enough days on the earth to try every last one. I love flavors there all unique each one is different
poem by Keema Kreations
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Neapolitan
is chocolate, vanilla,
strawberry ice cream
haiku by Fred Babbin
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Nuclear Meltdown...
the first melting you
experience is an ice cream
the vanilla and
strawberry melting
under the summer sun
and you have fun
licking each sweet
delight,
now, have a reality check
with man's craze
over instant energy
it has indulged in nuclear
reactors
on top of earthquake threats
or fault lines
don't they have that
prognostic sense?
now, the people have to
suffer
it is not about ice cream
it is about
the loss of lives of
children and women
and every
living thing
within the harmful
radius of radiation.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hot Chocolate And Ice-Cream
My positive book says I’m free
and empowered, decided to test
their theory by ordering hot chocolate
and ice-cream, dipping the ice-cream
in the hot chocolate mixture – now the
cold doesn’t hurt my teeth; the liquid
is cooling down rapidly
Definitely makes me feel empowered,
free to create anything – though restaurant
food taste of rubber and plastic, I’m free not
to eat it – when hunger makes eating inevitable,
I simply fill up on ice-cream and chocolate;
I agree with their theory: I am
an empowered being!
poem by Margaret Alice
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Cream
This is it
Its time for u to go to the wire
U will hit
Cuz u got the burnin desire
Its your time (time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it
U are fine (fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Ure so good
Baby there aint nobody better (aint nobody better)
So u should
Never, ever go by the letter (never ever)
Ure so cool (cool)
Everything u do is success
Make the rules (rules)
Then break them all cuz u are the best
Yes u are
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Look up in the air, its your guitar
Do your dance
Why should u wait any longer?
Take a chance
It could only make u stronger
Its your time (its your time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it (go on and blow it)
Ure so fine (ure so fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it (u know it)
Come on
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u ever stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Right there
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Boogie
song performed by by Prince
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O Chocolate, My Chocolate!
O chocolate, my chocolate!
thou art truly the food of Gods
with tempting shapes and flavors
thy center a gooey warm paradise of caramel
that maketh my heart melt and brain joyous
filled with endorphins and all things nice
O chocolate, my chocolate!
Thou doeth tease me
blanketing strawberry mousse
and cherry cream
with liquor for added pleasure
giving me surprise when I sink my teeth
in thy glorious chocolateness.
O chocolate, my chocolate!
can there be any other that gives me comfort
as thou?
on a rainy dark night,
no other keeps me warm and quenched
than a warm cup of thick chocolate
to drink and to dip from
O chocolate, my chocolate!
bonbons and toffees
bars and liquid
powder and chips
doeth it matter what form you take?
like water and air
one form need not be taken
to share the happiness you bring
O chocolate, my chocolate!
from Kit-Kats to Mars bars
Twix and Snickers
Hershey's to Godiva's
to the cocoa beans that were
blended in spices by
bloodthirsty Mayans
thou has pledged and won
a place in my heart
and taste buds.
With my love,
An ardent and hungry fan.
poem by Anne Bonny
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Chocolate And Vanilla Swirl
When I was a child
I spoke, thought, reasoned as a child
My favorite treat on a hot summer day
Was a chocolate vanilla ice cream swirl
I'd have it for every meal if I had my way.
When I became a women
Grown and mature
I put aside all childish things
Everything but my love
For chocolate vanilla swirl
My only indulgence to my inner girl.
Not so very long ago
That swirl of chocolate and vanilla
Melded in a way I'd never dreamed of
Ice melted by fire
Our trust and desire
Sweetly blended
Bodies so entwined
It couldn't be said
Where we began or ended.
Looking back at our time together
The years have flown by in a whirl
As we allowed our indulgence
To lose ourselves
In the sweetness of our
Chocolate and vanilla swirl.
I hope there is forever
In this special connection
Of this chocolate boy and vanilla girl.
poem by Esther Brush
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A Painting Of Pink Lips
pink lips
melting like
ice cream
from a
pastel brown
canvass
i feel desire
you feel
the toxicity of
dripping
the uselessness of
drifting
i feel the deep sense
of falling
into a dream
of drips of
sweet strawberry
flavored
ice cream
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beating The Heat With Sweet Willows Creamery Ice Cream At The Fairie Festival For Me And My Friends
At the Fairie Festival
The sun beats down on many of us
from above
It's enjoying it's time in the sky of blue
As the minutes go by
The humidity of this day continues to
ratchet up
It may be the beginning of May
But it surely feels like Summer
The nature spirits that I'm friend with
We look for some way to cool off
My friends being a fairy, water nymph,
and goddess
Walking around the Fairie Festival
Water seems to be flying off the shelves
But ice cream from Sweet Willows Creamery
certainly isn't
And so, feeling like we are and considering
the situation
We make the best decision for ourselves
We stand in line for ice cream
Ice cream from Sweet Willows Creamery
We talk with each other and deal with the heat
and humidity the best we can
For the time being right now
Soon it's our turn
And we order and pay for 4 ice cream cones
I have the Fairy Dust Cotton Candy
My friend, the water nymph has Fairy Berry Banana
Strawberry Swirl
My friend, the fairy has Maraschino Cherry mixed with
Tollhouse Cookie Dough
My friend, the goddess has Strawfairy Toadstool
We enjoy our ice cream cones
Loving the flavors we picked
And we're sure that many others who'll get ice cream
will get a similar kick
As my friends and I walk along
Enjoying our ice cream cones
The Fairie Festival commences and continues on
poem by Justin Gildow
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Overload Sugar Rush
Candy coated apples
Chocolate ice cream with just a bit of sprinkles
Tangy mike and Ike
Skittle flavored milkshakes with cherries on top
Gingerbread cookies with a strike of milk
Watery lemonade
Cupcakes of wonder
Twisted vines of vanilla extract
Banana cream pie with whip cream on top
Just the perfect life full of innocence
Sour patches running through the veins of angel cake
Dry gumdrops running the chocolate wafers
A Fein for the extra sugar planted down the roots which she dare not goes
The black roses that stood from the berry rush
Just a strawberry ruining the veins of innocence
The black licorice is was just so irresistible wanting to try it
But too afraid for it gives you addiction to the darkness
The rotten sweetness of a teenage girl
A strawberry to a blackberry
Consideration and a fan of sweet suicide
Vitamin pills that scream “eat me I’m death! ! ! ”
Tempting to do it, she asks for a peck of beauty to awaken
No savior from the ugliness of the sour patches
She cries watery fruit punch that gives diabetes
She shall never have candy coated apples again they all say
But she smiles hours later because she realizes
She isn’t the only one who lost her sweetness
Because she looks at me as a role model
Because I myself have sour patches too
And we all who have lost our sweetness to the evil sour patches
Shall stand together holding hands fighting it as one
We will shoot those sour patches with fireballs of sweetness
And we shall laugh as they fall
Don’t shed a tear girl
Because we are sour patches hoping to become sweet again
And candy coated apples we shall be someday! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Marie Jones
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Foggy Mountain Top
Im standing by my window
And Im waiting on the summer rain
And Im standing by my window
And Im waiting on the summer rain
Well, I felt this way before and
Im gonna feel this way again
Ive been listening to this music
Ever since the age of three
Ive been listening to this music
Ever since the age of three
I want you to play me a t for texas
Or play me a t for tennessee
I want a plain glass of water
Vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top, thats what I want
I want a plain glass of water
Uh, huh, vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top, mm, hm, hm, hm,
Take a walk with me, baby
Up the foggy mountain top, watch it!
Im going up on highway one
Said you know I dig it the most
Im going up on highway one
Eh, you know I dig it the most
Im gonna sing this song
All along the water coast
I want a plain glass of water
Ice cream with a cherry on top, thats the way I like it, ah!
I want a plain glass of water,
Vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top
Walk with me, baby
Up the foggy mountain top, whats that?
Oh, come along with me, oh!
On the foggy mountain top
Keep on walking, keep on walking, baby
On the foggy mountain top
Keep walking with me baby
Up the foggy mountain top
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Chocolate Or Flowers?
Ice cream, chocolate, or flowers?
I asked the girl of my dreams.
She looked at me in a moment of glee,
And asked why not all three?
Now if you would believe that sentence,
Then you don’t know women much.
For flowers and ice cream are very nice,
Without chocolate you’ll never get touched.
There is a fruit called passion fruit.
But I will swear to this.
If you don’t bring them chocolate often,
Then you will never be kissed.
So put away those daffodils,
And throw away that rose.
Arriving without Swiss Chocolate,
It’s out her door you’ll go!
poem by Robert Edgar Burns
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Eating Icecream With My Grandkids
There’s something very special,
For me it’s always a treat,
When I sit in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
It never fails that I eat too much;
Just maybe I sit a bit too long, but
Oh, well, I still enjoy the time spent
Eating ice cream with my grandkids
Then, when I’m too old to get about,
I can sit and reminisce of the times
When I sat in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
Written by Loyd C Taylor
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poem by Loyd C. Taylor
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I Hope I Get It
(marvin hamlisch/ed kleban)
Everyday for a week we would try to be a table
Be a sportscar, ice cream cone
The teacher, he would say
Very good except diana, try, diana, all alone
So I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
To see how an ice cream felt
I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
And I tried to melt
So the kids in the class said:
Ooh, I feel chocolate, hey, I feel vanilla
He said ok ross, what do you feel?
And I said nothing, I aint feeling nothing
Deep down nothing is all my teacher had
Everybody felt something
But I felt nothing
Except the feeling that this bull-shit was absurd
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Miss A La Cream
Waiting is worth the while
Miss A La cream, a la cream
The lady of magnificent style
The woman of many a mans dream
A natural born striker
Every man in turn likes her
The queue up in flashy little cars
It doesn’t get them really any far
Miss A La cream, a la cream
The lady of posh self-esteem
At day, she’s in the sauna wrapped in towels
At day she’s at the hairdressers draped in jewels
At night, she can be found at many a brothel
But don’t you ever ask, what is a vowel?
But don’t you ever attempt to make her to spell
Natural yellow, gold and blonde
With an exquisite scent from beyond
A La cream, a la cream
She can pander a whole football team
Up in the mountains or down by the streams
When she walks the street with her heels
Mouths open, hearts relentlessly dream
Notwithstanding her heart is stronger than steel
That’s why she is Miss A la cream, A la cream
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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What I Feel Today
what i feel today is this
i am scooping some ice cream for you
five scoops of vanilla flavored
ice cream with marshmallow toppings
i hand them to you
with a very sweet smile
and you start licking and munching
marshmallows
inside my mind
is this pain inside my heart
is my aching tooth
but i am not telling you
or anybody
i am a very considerate man
trying always to please you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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