From The Oven

Posted on April 3, 2022 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  April 2022 Poem-a-Day Challenge - Day 3

"Write a smell poem."


House fills  up with bakery scent,
perfumed soda bread wafts through vent.
Two mounds rise and brown-crusty end
Golden raisined, Golden raisined.

Fall means apples, time for a pie,
cinnamon crumb topped, warm inside.
While cooling, it's hard to pass by.
Ice cream, must buy.  Ice cream, must buy.

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2022-april-pad-challenge-day-3

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to From The Oven

  1. Misky says:
    April 3, 2022 at 3:44 pm

    Absolutely. Ice cream!

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