Thursday, September 7, 2017

"Annabeth Bakes Cupcakes" by Brenda Davis Harsham




ANNABETH BAKES CUPCAKES

          an Abecedarian Badinage

Annabeth bakes cupcakes 
and decorates energetically
with full, generous handfuls of
ivory irises and jasmine jimmies,
knee-deep in kernels of 
lemon lusciousness and
mouth-watering nuggets 
of orange-spiced peppermint,
in her queenly realm, both
sanctum and treasure trove,
until, unceremoniously,
she vanishes with 
a winsome werewolf 
named Xavier Xanadu, 
yeoman of yak-zombies.

© 2017 Brenda Davis Harsham. All rights reserved.


Click HERE to read this month's interview with Carole Boston Weatherford. She has challenged us to write an abecedarian poem.

Generally each line (or word) of an abecedarian poem begins with A and continues in alphabetical order until you reach Z. For this challenge, you may start and end with whichever letters you choose, as long as they are sequential.

Post your poem on our September 2017 padlet. While some contributions will be featured as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, September 29th. One lucky participant will win a copy of Schomburg: The Man Who Built a Library by Carole Boston Weatherford, illustrated by Eric Velasquez (Candlewick Press, 2017).





22 comments:

  1. Now I need to know what happens next! And where can I get one of those cupcakes... I need to know that too. ;)

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    1. I thought about you when I was writing about food... LOL

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  3. A yummy story, Brenda. And yes, need to know more about Annabeth!

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    1. She has a certain charm... Perhaps she needs a reverse abecedarian, too.

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  4. I love it! There is something just so satisfying about that first line, "Annabeth bakes cupcakes." (I'm sure the presence of cupcakes has something to do with it!) And I love how it keeps going and going into more and more wildness.

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    1. The cupcakes dictated most of the rest, but the yak-zombies were a surprise to me, I have to confess.

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  5. Brenda, I wonder how many outside of the Boston area even know what jimmies are? ;-)

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    1. I know, says the Michigan girl (with an uncle in Derry). My kids don't really believe me that sprinkles=jimmies, but thanks to Brenda, I have proof!

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    2. My dad was born in Michigan, and he knows. I doubt you'll find jasmine jimmies anywhere outside my imagination, though. Great tea ice cream. Jasmine jimmies. Not an impossible stretch, I thought.

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  6. Brenda, this is Wonderful, from top to bottom, and yes I want to know what happens to Annabeth! Watch out Annabeth the "yeoman of yak-zombies," has you …

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    1. We may have to find out what happens to Annabeth and the yak-zombies.

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  7. So much fun. I love the pace and the build to the end.

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    1. Thank you! Annabeth didn't want it to end, but no one can resist yak-zombies.

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  8. Now that is a fun poem, Brenda. Thanks for sharing it, Michelle.

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    1. Yes, thanks, Michelle! It was fun to write and took me into fun, unexpected places. Thanks Carol and all the other readers, too!

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  9. Hahahaha! Terrific fun. Thanks.

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    1. Thanks, Rosi! Glad you laughed with my silliness.

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  10. I love the through a recipe you used all of the alphabet

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