POETRY, CREATIVE WRITING AND WHATEVER ELSE APPEALS
........I'M WHOLE, INFINATELY WHOLE......
Jay Z

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Sunday Scribbling



Fluffy white clouds of happiness
Edge closer
Balanced upon a foil lined tray
With care
A luminous treasure, fairy shaped
Anticipation mounts
Masterpiece set down with pride
Everybody singing
Breath swells in tiny lungs
Moist exhale
Candles flicker and rekindle
Try again
Extinguished in a puff
Much cheering
Happy Birthday to me!


12 comments:

  1. Awww, you made the moment really come alive with that poem. :)

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  2. A birthday cake but so much more inside than flour and sugar..the joy of being little perhaps..jae

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  3. With me it was always: 'Forget the cake, where's the wrapped box with the ribbon round it?'

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  4. birthday cake! definitely the best sort of cake :)

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  5. The little lungs and puffs...brought back ancient memories. Yes. I'm old.

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  6. I found it hard to blow them out with just one puff. It didn't matter as my older brother was blowing hard as well.

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  7. Happy Birthday to you...

    lovely piece.
    bless you.

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  8. Yes, Happy Birthday! Hope you enjoyed the cake.

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  9. The most famous and enjoyed more often:
    The birthday cake!!
    rel

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  10. How magical birthday cakes seem - whether you're a child or all grown up! You captured the magic beautifully.

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  11. That cake sounds like a pavlova? Heavenly! Hope it was the happiest!

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