Eat Your Cake
Eat Your Cake
One time and many
the past you speak of
was my present
it was the icing on my cake
The yellow marzipan
my dreams
my pleasures
under that substantial
crust of sweetness
Now
its remains
sit in an old tin
forgotten
waiting to feed
the birds in my garden.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
