Best Birthday Cake Poems
(AKA - "Becca Baked My Birthday Cake")
Surprise! Strawberry scents permeated the air.
Mountains of creamy pink lured fingertips.
Bewitching chocolate with fresh fruit inside,
Luscious and succulent tempted watery lips.
Enlivened young children could hardly wait.
Tiny little fingers did not hesitate.
Dipping in the icing, a lip-smacking delight.
To tell you the truth, neither could I wait.
Fluffy and moist, strawberry infused confection.
Delightfully melted on the first tasting tongue.
Four layers baked had delicately arisen.
Delectably glazed before delicious had sprung.
It was that yummy year, and homemade birthday cake,
She showed me through baking how her love pierced my heart.
Fresh fruit decorated cake with special designs.
Chocolate dipped strawberry delight, her loves’ impart!
The Candles on the Birthday Cake
By Franklin Price
4/23/2019
The Candles on the birthday cake
One for each and every year
We light them just to blow them out
With friends and family near
When young, it makes us happy
Blowing candles not a feat
Can put them out with just one breath
Don't have to watch the cake we eat
Years pass by and candles grow
Takes many matches to be lit
For the birthday celebration,
On the cake, they barely fit
When we get to middle age
And we're forty-five or more
We substitute the birthday candles
For birthday numbers from the store
The numbers also candles
With just one wick on top
When we extinguish only two
They're out and we can stop
Once we're over seventy
Blowing two is still a bit
So we forgo the candles
And have a drink to get us lit
Barb you're in this group with me
Only two years, not a lot
We don't do candles any more
Is here an interest in a shot?
Happy 71st birthday
You're still 23 to me
Love, Frank
Panting, running, paying, fuming,
Bumping, swearing, hurrying, driving,
All because today is the thirty first
Of the month, why are we all nigh to burst!
Got to buy groceries, go the butcher
The dry cleaners, the florist, the baker,
Did i turn on the slow cooker?
Have guests coming at 8.00p.m still
On the road, home in 15 minutes – phone Will,
Darling, Did you collect the birthday cake,
There is a big accident, traffic hectic won’t make
It to pick it up – Yes sweetheart I have
Drive carefully the roads are crazy,
Looks like a storm brewing, weather drizzly and hazy.
As I arrive in our driveway it pours with rain,
And I drop a packet, which had the red wine, I stain
My clothes and the car seat, go have your shower,
Hubby says, relax, everything is under control,
Turned shower taps to their full strength and power
Exhausted, let the water run over my naked body
Till I feel refreshed, get dressed in my
Sexy black number,
And come downstairs, hubby gives me a wolf whistle,
Just wait till the guests leave he says, look at him
From under my lashes!
The aroma wafting from the stove is
Provocatively divine!
And next to the sofa is a glass of room
Temperature red wine.
Table is set, arrange flowers I brought in a vase,
Immediately, the bell goes ding dong,
It’s Cherry and Tim,
She couldn’t wait to show me her engagement ring,
Hot on their heels are Susan and Barry,
He has just asked Susan to him marry,
And last of all my twin sister Rina, arrives she’s wise,
With her new boyfriend in tow she bellows, Hi guys!
Fun was had and wine was drunk
Laughter abounded in the lounge and dining room,
We all forgot how tired we were and
It was end of the month, and all the media forecasted,
Was doom and gloom!
It was my birthday, turning forty, no turning back now,
Don’t regret a day of my life, bless the day I took my vow,
Happy birthday dear Mary, happy Birthday to you,
I felt blest had my hubby and sister present and select
Friends but few,
Mellow and happy and with certainly no one drunk,
Just four happy couples full of zest and funk!
Our guests began departing, in twos they left,
I slipped of my shoes and gave a big yawn,
Will picked me up, and must have undressed
Me – for all I remember is waking up to a peck
On my cheek,
And a scrumptious breakfast in bed,
I always knew I had picked the right guy to wed!
A cake on white bed,
With a greeting card on it,
A happy birthday!
I’m happy and contented,
I feel like I could burst.
When the cake came out,
I got my mitts in first.
Some call me a glutton,
others say I’m speedy.
Actually, I’m just smart,
energetic and speedy.
I hope that on your birthday,
you somehow get the urge.
According to my book,
it’s your turn to splurge!
Birthday cake,
sitting in bake shop
waiting for someone
to take them home
and make some
little child very happy.
written 6-2-11
In front of your door
I paced,
Stooped down and retied
My shoelace,
13- the number
That was glazed,
Rung your doorbell since your keys
Had been replaced.
Once the door opens
In a haste,
And you'll stare at it
In amaze,
With a motive of
A nutcase,
I'll smash a birthday cake
Right in your face.
For Brian Strand's A Verse any theme/form Max 5 Line Contest 7/6/2011
Naked birthday cake
toddler on floor
covered in frosting
The bakery was closed
family only an echo of long ago
no mementos of love
loneliness built
into my spinal chord
musical notes exposing
a weeping child
within an old man
a broken guitar sits on the floor
The grave yard across the street
beckons
the next day a friend
brings birthday candles
it took only one match
to burn down the rest of my life
My Teenage Birthday Cake
When I was a teenager
a long time ago,
there was a dessert to which
I could not say no.
I can’t say the reason why
it had seemed so great,
for it’s not a cake that I’m
craving as of late.
Those times when my birthday came,
I begged Mom to make
-not chocolate or carrot -
but angel food cake!
Mother made it for me,
for it was my wish -
pink-frosted, served with ice cream,
it was just delish!
I don’t eat desserts these days,
but if offered one,
better than that angel food,
I’d want sticky bun!
April 30, 2018
For Jamie Pan's "Jamie's interesting Contest 3"
Multiple Element Topic:
2. a dessert, a memory, and someone in your family
Maybe you like chocolate,
With the icing smooth as silk
Or shortcake filled with strawberries
To serve with ice-cold milk.
You might select a carrot cake
With yummy cream cheese frosting
Or mocha or red velvet –
All the choices are exhausting!
It’s possible that you would choose
An ice cream filled confection;
A pie or tart would be, to some,
Their number one selection.
Whatever one is served to you,
With candles all aglow,
Will be just perfect on your day
To make a wish and blow.
So happy birthday! Hope your cake
Fulfills your appetite.
A birthday comes but once a year,
So take a giant bite!
I lit every candle on your birthday cake
But I didn’t realize how long it would take
And when I got back to where I had begun
The first one I’d lit could no longer be found
So I started over and lit them in pairs
But that made no difference so I grabbed my spares
I tried them again only this time in three’s
The smoke got so bad that I started to sneeze
They blew out the candles so strong was their force
I tried it again only this time by fours
The flames got so high it near burned me alive
I had to start over but this time by fives
I lit them at arm’s length my safety in doubt
They set off the sprinklers which put them all out
I toweled the cake off for new candle sticks
And worked up my courage to try them by six
But when I tore open the box they were in
To my great surprise … only one lay within
So that is the reason, and make no mistake
There’s only one candle on your birthday cake
A single father understanding the beauty of raising a daughter
mother didn't bother left him with lonliness standing at the alter
atleast this little sentimental infant is his
her birthday a few days before a now more valuable Christmas
the first required a high chair, and the treat wound up everywhere
one of our precious moments, and I enjoyed my cake
Soon she started walking, but only with me right behind
eats things she shouldn't, and sometimes my keys I can't find
babies cry overcomes comfort due to developing teeth
I hate seein' her down round the time to put up the wreath
onl a booster seat needed, still can tickle her little feet
together forever we laugh, and I enjoyed my cake
My eyes look bruised, now first hand are the terrible twos
yet the heart feels so much, I don't even hear the blues
happy birthday to her in my finest harmony
as she blows out the candles one, two, three
this year seated happily on my knee
kissed her heavenily forehead, and I enjoyed my cake
Mom suddenly risen from whatever cellar she was imprisioned
delivered a court order with precision, tears now my only vision
seems she won a custody case, one where they didn't have to see my face
I batter a batch in an attempt to satisfy my sadness
little did I know it would soon lead to my madness
for four days I sit in distress, alone, with no cake.
Delicious scents of cocoa tease the nose
While baking a cake for candles to crown
A tender greeting for a birthday treat
As brightly wrapped parcels gently repose
All chosen with care so my love is shown
Today it is her I shall celebrate.
My passion baked into morsels, sweet
My love declared with a scented, red rose
And breakfast in bed needs no dressing gown.
It is her love that made my life complete
From that first tender kiss on our first date
I’ve welcomed the warmth she placed in my heart;
Now love’s wants and needs can anticipate
As from her side I can never depart.
When I was 19 in the year 1978 my husband bought me
my first birthday cake ever.My babies were there and my
mother-n-law and all her kids.The cake was white frosting
and 19 pink roses they added 19 candles.
When they sang Happy birthday and the candles were lite
my husband said"oh my thats a big fire"and begin to laugh so hard
he lost his breath but soon was ok.At that moment I began
to cry and then my husband said"hey why the tears".
I said"this is my first birthday cake ever" the love I felt that
day I'll never forget.He's bought me a birthday cake every
year since then.Thats why this is my happiest day of my life.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Carol Brown's"THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE"contest