Pudding: An Original Poem

Here’s Pudding, a poem I wrote for a collection I was working on earlier this year. When the focus of the collection changed, I decided not to include it in my manuscript.

I still remember my mother cooking chocolate pudding, cooling it in the fridge, and then serving it to us with a big dollop of freshly whipped cream. Yum!


PUDDING
by Elaine Magliaro

In the bowl before me…
a puddle of sweet mud
topped with a dollop
of whipped cream.

I scoop up a spoonful
of pudding.
Silky smooth,
it slides
into my mouth,
slips over my tongue,
soothes my aching sweet tooth
in a pool of milk chocolate.

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Yesterday, I posted a poem by Noble Prize winner Wislawa Szymborska entitled Photograph from September 11.

At Blue Rose Girls, I have another poem by Szymborska entitled Hunger at Camp Jaslo.

Jennie has the Poetry Friday Roundup at Biblio File.