Deep-Fried Dream: An Original Poem

I guess I’ve got eating on my mind this week. At Blue Rose Girls, I have a poem by Anne Stevenson and a brief post about food in poetry. Here, at Wild Rose Reader, I have a “poetic edible” I wrote not long ago. I hope the spirit of Wanda Gag won’t object to the manner in which I conclude my poem.


DEEP-FRIED DREAM
by Elaine magliaro

I see
Circles of deep-fried dough…
Dipped in honey
Dusted with cinnamon sugar
Covered with flaked coconut
Glazed with dark chocolate.

I see
Circles of deep-fried dough…
Frosted with maple icing
Sprinkled with colored jimmies
Filled with raspberry jelly, lemon custard, vanilla cream.

I see
Dozens of donuts,
Hundreds of donuts,
Millions and billions and trillions of donuts
Dancing around in my dream.

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At Blue Rose Girls, I have a poem by Anne Stevenson entitled In the Tunnel of Summers and links to three of my other favorite poems.

The Poetry Friday Round-up is at The Well-Read Child.

P. S. Check out my Unlikely Titles post and suggest a few of your own “unlikely titles for children’s books.

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