Bag O’Sweets

Poetry

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!

Realms of Dreamspace

Beach, Character, Childhood, Dreams, writing

Expectation

Its a little thing…

Expectation

 

it starts with the little things

growing up as a kid,

you really want to ride the big dipper,

but end up on the small caterpillar ride instead

 

And you want the best of the ice-creams

you saved some space after lunch

but the outcome’s much smaller than the picture

those biscuits look like they’re munched

 

But the fellow behind this is not fickle

and he’s not as mean as he seems

though harsh it may seem at the start

he wants to fulfil your dreams

 

So that space in that tum is not full yet

there’s a place that is not out of reach

selling bonbons and fudge and candyfloss

that you enjoy walking down street towards the beach

 

Old Sweets

Acrostic, Childhood, Food, History, Museum, Museums, Photography, Places, Poetry

Sweetshop

A tale of Sweets past in the Window of Matthew Tomlinsons grocers shop at Lark Hill Place, Salford Museum & Art Gallery, by Peel Park.

#Acrostic #Sweets #Museum #Street #Children

 

Over the passing of time

Lads and lasses tastes change.

Damson Drops and Mint Humbugs go

Sideways for Cola Cubes and sherbet dips

When you cross the cobbles of the Victorian age

Every Mum and Dad smiles as they are reminded of

Each little treat – They were introduced to by their Mum and Dad

Tales of when a shilling would get you a host of delights

Smiling away at the delicious tastes in glass jars

 

 

 

 

Pick and Mix

Childhood, Growing up, History, Humour, Poetry

Small Jelly Beans

Small fruit jelly beans in many colors.

Open up your bag and round,

your choice of treats for a shilling a pound.

Toffees and sweets from the east to the west

Tastes and sensations that’s surely the best

Bonbons of lemon and strawberry from France

Cola cubes and Chocolate if given a chance

Fruit gems and sugar mice and candied fruit drops

and liquorice or aniseed for your mum or pops

Don’t eat them all now, or else there wont be

Any room left in your tum for your tea!

A Tale of a Biscuit Tin

Chocolate, Christmas, Easter, Food, Holidays, Treats

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ready, Set, Done!.”

In my room, on the top of a cupboard by my writing desk, lives a relatively old biscuit tin.  Its Metallic red in colour and has the main characters of the Winnie-the-Pooh stories on it.

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There’s Winnie-the-pooh (or as I like to call him ‘Pooh Bear’), his small friend Piglet, His not so gloomy friend – Eeyore the donkey and his Bouncy friend, Tigger.  The outside rim of the tin has pictures associated with the Hundred Acre Wood where they live in the stories, namely bees and their hives and butterflies.

At the moment – the tin isn’t being used for anything sweet…more to hold the device used to buy something sweet,  Odd stray coppers, and silver coins liberally adorn the gold coloured base of the tin.  At Christmas, the coins will vacate to be used for the next occupants – namely bags of fudge or sweets and later, biscuits – which will be the ones made for the tree itself – made of shortbread and tasting of vanilla honey or chocolate (Pooh Bear would appreciate that a lot)

After Christmas, the biscuits will be long gone – so with the coins away at the bank and the tin lying empty – Honey Cakes will be a perfect replacement (with Easter around the corner), as will the various flavours of fudge which appear around my birthday time.  My Favourite Flavour – Chocolate, but I’ve had everything from Strawberry to Coconut fudge in that tin…and everytime I’ve opened it for a treat there’s always been a little someone pop their head round the kitchen door to see what’s inside it.