Thursday, January 04, 2007

Lacing the Cake


November 30

My birthday,
Grey Cup Sunday
Family Deadline:
Christmas cakes

A light and a dark
Sliced cleanly
Invitingly
On an oval china plate
At family gatherings

My cake?
Made after the deadline
Laced with Jim Bean
Red and White Label
Ran out of Brandy
Crumbly, Messy
Drunken
Wrapped hastily
In cheesecloth and foil
Still yummy, rich, decadent -

It’s Christmas




4 Comments:

At 10:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

One must make do, *hic* and be flexible, *hic* cause, cause. The cake was dewishes. *hic*

Hope you had a goooood time. *hic*

 
At 3:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nice rationalization at the end.

And, regarding permalinks, The code can not be put in a comment as the comment would interpret the code and not display it. However, if you send an email to mdmcculley@reachone.com I can put it in a reply.

 
At 7:58 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I’ll tell you what I really loved about this poem. The descriptions can apply to the cake of course, but you can turn it round in your mind and have them describe the “baker.” It makes for delicious imagery!! This was fun.

 
At 8:43 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I thought your cake description was like the cake we made, sort of.

 

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