Buttered Scones

5th February 2019

After its appearance on Luna’s poetry bar , I thought i’d best provide it with its own spot from its originators page

I don’t know how they came up with it

they may argue about its serving

but it must have been a marvel

when flour and butter and sugar

were brought together in a combo

by the milk on the doorstep

Now coming out at four o clock

for the ladies at afternoon tea

the debate heats up on jam and cream

but a bit of southwest butter on those sultanas

is fine for a Lancashire lad like me

Bag O’Sweets

Open up your bag and round

a quarter of sweets for half a pound a drumstick lolly that’s hard to beat lemon drops for a special treat chocolate footballs and fizzy drops the magic candy that fizzes and pops cola bottles and sherbet tubes candied shrimps and pineapple cubes Now , don’t eat them all now, they’re a treat, we agree but eat them all and you wont eat the fish and chips for your tea!

Early Morning

Salford 23rd August 2018

Squeaky doors

are better clarion calls

than any alarm clock

on the market

 

Slumbered silence

broken by a cistern

attracts you to the noise

of the nearby main road

 

Luna’s departure

allows Ra to announce

“The morning is here!

it’s time to get up”

 

And motorised monsters

or kings of the road

make their way delivering boxes

either side of the tarmac

 

Solitary Swallow

converses with the neighbours

on a nearby roof –

tweets the news – no laptop required

 

The rumble of early morning traffic

cascading through the windows

is followed by the crack of an egg

falling into sizzling bacon fat

 

Kettle whistles through the concrete

up through the bedroom floor

your first cup of the day is ready

milk and two sugars ?

 

 

Sugarcube (2.1)

A poem by inky, from a prompt by

Www.serafinajayne.co.uk #sugar

 

shaped like a cube

formed from the beet

never tasted summat so sweet

taken from a root, out of ground it grew

only question to ask…do you take one lump or two?

as it falls in the cup into coffee or tea

aided with help by gravity

Broken

Broken

the elaborate jigsaw

lies strewn on the floor

of the coffee house

jagged shards of porcelain

cast out in a circular pattern

across the marble floor

perhaps the barista

should have taken note

of the temperature of

the coffee machine

Cozy

Cozy

Salford, Friday 29th December 2017

Camped by a Christmas tree and warmly wrapped in a throw

out of the way of the wind and the snow

Zedding at moments in front of the TV

yet waiting for time that mum and dad call for tea.

Egg

Egg

every egg laid

at the chicken coop

has his or her day

 

served up as a

side alongside bacon 🥓

or three sausages

 

or combined with veg

to create a quiche lorraine

cooking slowly in oven

 

or whipped up in a

meringue or custard for a

tasty pudding

 

or left to grow up

and hatch 🐣 on the farm, to

make more eggs for tea

 

Structure

 

Structure 

Saturday afternoon tea

toasted tea cakes have to be done just so or

right royal rumpuses will take place

up on the fine China service

choice bites of savoury stuff are

taken from the porcelain platters

unless you’re of a certain age…as

raspberry fancies meet a swift but happy end.

every wonder served on a tiered plate…lovely and tasty.

 

Snack

Snack

Sent by the food gods

Nicely made treats from the pastry shop or Cafe

A thing to take off the edge – in that hour or two before lunch

Created by Artistes who know a thing or two about Sweets – now, is it

Krispy Kreme or a Gregg’s Doughnut with your cuppa ?