INSTRUCTIONS FOR CINNAMON TOAST
Invite me to breakfast.
Begin as a simple slice of bread.
Color yourself buttery yellow,
staying within the crusty lines.
Pen words with generous swirls
of cinnamon-brown
and sugar-white.
(I’ll understand the message)
Tuck yourself in an oven-envelope.
Send out your irresistible aroma.
Relax.
Enjoy the warmth.
Go ahead—fall asleep.
I’ll take it from here.
© 2019 Penny Parker Klostermann. All rights reserved.
Elizabeth Steinglass has challenged us to write a poem giving instructions to an inanimate object about how to do its job. Click HERE for more details and to read this month's Spotlight ON interview.
Post your poem on our May 2019 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration this Friday, May 31st, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her fantastic debut poetry collection from WordSong:
Oh my goodness, Penny, this is wonderful! I am so ready for my second breakfast. Bring on that buttery, crusty, cinnamon sugar nirvana!
ReplyDeleteI love cinnamon toast, the oven-envelope, and the ending!
ReplyDeleteNow I'm craving cinnamon toast!
ReplyDeleteLove the ending, Penny. I love cinnamon toast, brings back childhood memories, too!
ReplyDeleteOh I can smell this poem!
ReplyDeleteNice! Cinnamon toast is such a treat. I especially love the lines: Color yourself buttery yellow,
ReplyDeletestaying within the crusty lines.
Thanks for the sweet poem.
Mmmmmm, my kind of poem . . . sigh
ReplyDeleteCinnamon toast was one of those things Mom would fix when we were feeling better after a stomach bug, pure comfort food. The scent is built into your poem.
ReplyDeletePenny, this is so fun. But now I'm hungry again...
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