sara Etgen-Baker Poet Tanka

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image from collinstreetbakery.com

STOLEN MIDNIGHT SUN

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Cinnamon whispers,
golden crumbs cling to my lips~
brandied cherries laugh.
Fruitcake, dense with Christmas joy,
melts like stolen midnight sun.

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Line Gauthier January 1, 2026 at 7:08 PM Lovely ~ not personally a big fan of fruitcake but you're tempting me to give it another try.

Paige Hind December 22, 2025 at 9:03 PM A lovely image- sensory sara Etgen-Baker December 24, 2025 at 5:13 PM thanks, dear Paige.

Joe Maverick December 22, 2025 at 3:04 PM This takes cake to new teirs Sara.. Let me just say you have risen to the Challenge.' sara Etgen-Baker December 24, 2025 at 5:13 PM Ha, appreciate the play on words and your visit. thanks...smiling

CayCay Godwin December 22, 2025 at 11:42 AM Sweet poem with sweet content. I need to go to my refrigerator and unbox one of the pies my Tim said not to open until the 25th. If I get busted, I'm blaming your poem. sara Etgen-Baker December 24, 2025 at 5:14 PM oh my....busted before Christmas. EEGADS. Merry Christmas, CayCay!

Jon Corelis December 22, 2025 at 8:45 AM "Stollen" midnight sun (smile) sara Etgen-Baker December 24, 2025 at 5:14 PM clever...like the comment