To start
plum tart
I scream
ice-cream
Please bake
a cake
Pinch, nudge
hot fudge
Oh my
peach pie
Oh man
great flan
Eclair
please share
Warm scone
my own
Sundae
fun day
Parfait
I'll say!
Can't stop
I'll pop!
Classic, the recipe for French pastry
Heavenly to the palate and tasty
Open middle with a filling so creamy
Custard that's called crème patisserie
Observe the delicacy of this treat
Longing to have just one lil' bite to eat
At this moment, I feel myself itching
To bake a dozen eclairs, perhaps more
Exposing the layers that I adore.
Extra delicious, the ganache topping...
Chocolate glaze I'd eat without stopping.
Last bite taken, savored it to the end
Accompanied with milk or coffee blend
If you've never tried one you really should
Rest assured you will find them very good
Sweet morsel is the eclair confection.
Sitting on a napkin, so fair -
the cutest chocolate eclair.
The coffee said, "I'm strong. You're sweet.
How fortunate that we should meet".
A love story with such promise, but....
it ended in my big fat gut.
Delectable dreams of sweet treats
chasing after the ice cream truck.
Lunge for that strawberry eclair,
fast like your life depends on it.
A street’s dead end cul-de-sac meets
flavors that leave children awestruck.
At three each day they wait aware,
warms days they’re eager to commit.
Anxious to hear that rhythmic blare,
soon they’ll taste that banana split.
You're all invited to my party.
No, not Jack or Jill or Marty.
I'm inviting apple strudels,
pies and tarts, the whole caboodle,
custards, puddings, buttered scones
(with muffins and bagels, I'm not alone),
cookies, croissants, an eclair,
and my lovely baklava, so dear.
A French cafe in time and space,
where I would face,
you sitting there,
with your eclair.
One minute where worlds collided,
fates decided,
to my regret,
that our eyes met.
Sixty seconds of my mistake,
at buying cake,
stood in that queue,
when I blamed choux.
Oooo! ….
Should I buy that chocolate éclair?
I stopped in my tracks and had to stare
At sweet perfection extraordinaire
Obviously made by a chef with flair
Look at the PASTRY!
Look at the CREAM!
Look at the CHOCOLATE ICING!
YUMMMMMMM!
Oh no! I didn’t know it was the last one
It’s been bought and now there’s none
My plan to scoff it has come undone
I’ll have to make do with a cream bun
…..But it’s just not the same!
Neck pulsating, close shave shines over whiskers
Stiff collar pressure, raced anticipation simmers
Key twist intrigue spurs engine's orange rage
Needle throws redline on wide torque gauge
Jaw rigid, fingers grip cockpit lethal leather wheel
G-force grabs chest, insolent beast thrusts surreal
Monster inflamed incredulously adheres to tar
Salivating lion's ravenous rumble has zero par
Ripping up bitumen, sardonic responsive tyres rivet
Road shred's exhausted under rocket fume exhibit
Airtight capsule, caramel cow hide hugs tamer
Eardrums hum, a hundred mile Hyundai shamer
Brawny tawny gold, hot bonnet chrome flashdance
Purrs her melting eclair aerodynamic performance
Pride's pilot elevated by moorish horizon hunts
Hungry headlights still prey with stealthy stunts
30th July 2022
Written for Contest: Joy
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Dear Paris, you played me hard;
I thought love was holding all the cards
but that was just the first hand;
Bumped into him sitting in a cafe
we talked as the time slipped away
splitting a perfect chocolate eclair;
Enjoyed a picnic in the French countryside
as beautiful as you described
framed in a strawberry lemonade sunset;
It felt like the script of a romantic movie
He told me how he felt wholeheartedly;
A true gentleman he gave me a rose;
Believing all of his talk of true love
I smiled and I ate it all up
hoodwinked by the screenplay’s magic ;
Dear Paris why that filthy plot twist?
He was nothing but counterfeit
and faded to a nameless character;
The vision that you painted
left me unbelievably tainted;
My eyes burned by your image of France.
Cake
Sweet, tasty
Baking, cooking, eating
Victoria sponge, muffin, Danish, eclair
Icing, filling, pleasing
Bright, coloured
Pastry
Game to take this dare? ~
Devour a creamy eclair
~ with no napkin there
1 Syllable
air · bare · bear · blair · blare · chair · cher · claire · clare
· dare · dear · err · fair · fare · flair · flare · frigidaire · gair
· gare · glar · glare · hair · haire · hare · heir · lair · lare · lehr
· mair · maire · mare · nare · ne'er · pair · pare · pear · prayer
· rare · rear · sare · scare · serr · share · skare · snare · spare
· square · stair · stare · swear · tear · their · there · they're
· ware · wear · were · werre · where
2 Syllables
affair · anywhere · aware · belair · belaire · belare · beware
· compare · declare · dispair · eclair · ensnare · forswear
· frontiere · healthcare · impair · mcnair · midair · o'hare
· pierre · prepare · repair · st_claire · takecare · unfair
· voltaire · welfare · westair · whitehair
3 Syllables
billionaire · debonair · delaware · disrepair · doctrinaire
· everywhere · javier · jeanpierre · millionaire · questionnaire
· solitaire · somewhere · st_pierre · unaware · underwear
I'm shopping in the town near my favourite cake shop
I need a sugar fix so I’ll really have to stop
I’m having friends to tea, so I think it’s only fair
To buy my friend Patricia, a nice chocolate eclair
Connie loves a cake and it’s always lots of fun
Watching her dissect a pink-coated iced bun
Alice will be coming and she’ll bring her sister Pam
They both like nothing better, than a doughnut filled with jam
A Battenberg of pink and yellow is one of Carol's favourite cakes
She divides the squares into four, oh what a mess she makes
A nice Victoria Sponge is Jess's favourite cake
But the ones in the shop aren’t as good as the ones her Grandma used to make
Wendy is quite partial to a round, plump Eccles cake
Filled with currants and buttery filling
They're messy when the pastry starts to flake
The cakes are on the cake-stand, it’s quite a sight to see
I’m trying to cut down my sugar intake
But they look really tempting to me
My friends are choosing their favourite cake
But I don't think I’ll risk it
I'll just sit and watch them, with a nice cup of tea
And a nice modest Digestive biscuit
There are twenty four days
left to Christmas and already
small children dream of toys;
isn't there a better way
for them to forget the cold
and see some magic unfold?
Skinny Willy has built a snowman,
he's getting ready for a winter's tan;
his cheeks are turning red like strawberries,
but funny is his belly stuffed with jellybeans
and California sweet cherries...
he has shaken many trees!
He and Santa make a perfect pair,
munching on a delicious eclair;
oh, laugh skinny Willy: beware of naughty Billy...
he will knock down your snowman so quickly!
Skinny Willy has built a snowman
with a grim face and a funny chin;
all he wants is fast Christmas music and eat
mom's ginger cookies while swinging his long feet!
Written on 12/1/ 2016
My Apology
Expecting soon my very first child,
huge craving for chocolate I had-
scraped off the fudge from our last eclair.
When I was done- I knew this was bad.
Later, when hubby opened the fridge,
he groaned with wide eyes, sad as can be.
Said I was sorry- with a big smile,
made up with the sweetest kiss from me.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Apology
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Judged: 04/30/2019
~4th Place~
Contest: It's Time to 'Fess Up
Sponsor: Lin Lane
Judged: 03/20/2016
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