Poems About: CHOCOLATE

In this page, poems on / about “chocolate” are listed.

  • 337.
    Chocolate

    Chocolate is my downfall
    It beckons me so slyly
    It sits upon my highest shelf
    and whispers oh so shyly read more »

    B. V. Dahlen
  • 338.
    What are the twenty most beautiful things in the world?

    A young woman who is trim, yet virtuous.
    The eye of a duck that’s looking at you.
    Still water beside a beach
    Roses that haven’t begun to open. read more »

    Charlotte Ballard
  • 339.
    Holiday Chocolate

    Chocolate- I am smitten
    You are there for me
    When no one cares
    Or no one dares read more »

    Ray Andrews
  • 340.
    ** My Neighbor, Less Than Two **

    Like a miniature clown across the street
    You can't help but love him-he's awfully sweet
    It's hard to fault him, he's less than two
    Full of chuckles and devilment, his name's Andrew read more »

    Ray Andrews
  • 341.
    One Little Word is Thanks...!

    A lively, lovely kindergarten class was in progress
    When the teacher asked the little ones a question.
    Now tell me dear little ones....
    How would you react if Santa suddenly came now and gave you all a box of chocolates. read more »

    Samuel Rufus
  • 342.
    On Valentine's Day

    Some chocolates on Valentine,
    and later on, a bit of wine.
    A bunch of rare exotic flowers
    to brighten up the evening hours. read more »

    Herbert Nehrlich
  • 343.
    Poemhunter, Dropp in on Your Software, Fix the Bug!

    Because my mother used to shout
    “Dropp Dead! ” at us when she got mad
    And I don’t want to make light of that pain, read more »

    Max Reif
  • 344.
    Writing A Valentine Comp Poem

    Many years ago, I wrote a Valentine poem (the year was 1992)
    for a competition on the local radio.
    The first one I wrote seemed to me OK,
    and then my wife told me that it was too long. read more »

    David Harris
  • 345.
    No one should be alone on Valentines Day

    A letter drops the flap shuts
    Rip it open to check the remark
    Can't take it it's driving me nuts
    With love from a question mark read more »

    David Darbyshire
  • 346.
    the problem

    the problem with us is that when we open the computer and begin
    to read poetry we cannot stop, we do not know when and where to stop
    we get carried away like a paper boat on the river and we do not know
    where we shall be taken read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 347.
    something_hells the Rock and Roll Mothercutters

    I have a barber in Kingsley Course
    Where Ageing Rockers Go
    By Sweeny Tod he was trained
    To cut hair as white as snow read more »

    JAMES ROBERTS
  • 348.
    Silk

    Passionate touches
    Chocolate kisses
    Silk perfection
    My body and soul on fire read more »

    Danielle Beechum
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