Mystic Rose Rose Poet Free verse

I Scream You Scream We All Scream For Ice Cream

I scream for ice cream she shouted until her lungs burned 
she was a tomboy with a strawberry birth mark on her cheek  
she ran like she owned gumby legs and Popeye arms of steel 
never wiped a dish in her life, she was too busy climbing trees 

When she was home her tongue would never stop wagging 
and the stories that she told took up all of mom's afternoon 
She would dig into the fridge for freshly washed strawberries 
then ask with a grin " when is the ice cream truck coming? "

"Dishes don't get cleaned by themselves" mom noted  
Mr. Dunbar is fixing his truck, its going to take all afternoon  
then she would pull out a tub of strawberry ice cream and say 
"Dig in and enjoy the taste on your tongue" while Annie smiled

I scream for ice cream shouted a hoyden girl with wild curls 
she could really dish it out when she chose to holler 
when she came home with a tongue on fire from hot pepper candy 
"Dig in, enjoy the cool taste on your tongue " mom said with a grin.

July 5, 2022 
Words used :  strawberries, dish, tongue, afternoon

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Victor Buhagiar July 11, 2022 at 2:18 AM We had all that ice cream yesterday. My, was it good? Hugs.

Robert Gorelick July 10, 2022 at 1:16 PM A very rustic, American outlook, tom boy and all. Really liked it Mystic Rose. Robert

Linda Alice Fowler July 9, 2022 at 7:21 AM A lovely story you tell and tasty too. :) Linda

Harry Horsman July 8, 2022 at 8:36 PM I'd share my ice cream, with you any day, dear poetess, and your lovely poetry.. Harry

Valsa George July 7, 2022 at 10:03 PM I really have fallen in love with your tomboy with a strawberry birthmark on her cheeks, who climbs up trees and screams for ice cream :)

Vijay Pandit July 6, 2022 at 3:58 PM Enjoyed this dialogue, Vienna--a creative write my friend! Who doesn't scream for ice cream! Thank goodness for loving Moms.

The Situation July 6, 2022 at 2:41 AM Couldn't stop thinking of how much the Tomboy has changed. Growing up in a society of Liberaci, Charles Nelson Rilley I was totally blind. Mystic Rose Rose July 6, 2022 at 3:19 PM Yes Tomboy doesn't mean what it used to, lovely seeing you here, thank you for your time.

Malabika Ray Choudhury July 5, 2022 at 6:51 AM Marvellous, Dear Mystic Rose! Your stories are creative, and vocabulary stunning! I wish i could write funny stories like this! Love ~ Mala Malabika Ray Choudhury July 5, 2022 at 3:32 PM Revisiting to add this to my faves. Love ~ Mala Mystic Rose Rose July 5, 2022 at 3:28 PM Thank you dear Malabika, for commenting on my poem, it is much appreciated. love xo