The Big Bake-off

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #427 - Moving Forward

"This week, take one of your sentences from last week and build it into your poem.. Simple as that."

She thought is was just for fun,
would not compete, didn't care who won
in a silly bake-off of cakes.
And just how high were the stakes?
There would have to be a judge
against whom there could be no grudge.
She had assumed they'd sample all wares,
exchange recipes, have some laughs, and cheers.
Since this would not be the case,
She baked coconut cake for family; none went to waste.

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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