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Chocolate Food Poetry

Rituals

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Three states of chocolate…..

a sweet piece by inky

You stood in the newsagent
observing the aisles
like an aztec worshipper
in front of a chocolate altar
Armed with your golden coins
you lifted up the chosen bar
and waited to pay at the till
The foil shone under the lamps
as you caught a sly smell
the waiting would be worth it
Golden coin for for chocolate heaven
now rubbing the bar , releasing that smell
as you take your time, with each square
A brisk Snap, an expectation
A scent of flavour, a delactation
A chocolate piece melts, a taste sensation

Categories
Acrostic Childhood Growing up Life Poetry

Bottle

Bottle

Behind every cordial known to kids

On the Supermarket shelf

The humble glass bottle – A marvel of invention

Take it off the shelf – consume the fruity contents – and return as soon as possible

Lots of kids lined up outside the newsagents

Expecting a shiny silver coin for “Takin’ the bockles back”