Watching the oven

In response to the prompt

Pour Some Sugar on Me

I remember,

sitting by the oven door

watching the blue flames slowly

cook the fabulous fancies

in their individual tins

Flour, Butter and Sugar combining –

as the smell of desiccated coconut and chocolate

wondering in wisps up the nose

and slowly, the gloopy mix began to rise

and began to solidify

a tea time treat – for after

the shepherds pie and beans.

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.