POETRY
Craving My Favorite Flavor
It’s not just for ice cream
Real marshmallows and nuts galore.
Open the lid, I want some more!
Chilly chocolate churned to delight.
Kids and adults, all who are in sight.
Yikes! Did we run out? How many’d you invite?
Ravenously devouring the flavor superior,
Offering my palate nothing inferior.
Affection abides in me for this confection,
Driving me dangerously in its direction!
My favorite flavor is Rocky Road, be it ice cream, coffee, or dare I hope, jelly beans?! S’mores or hot chocolate topped with marshmallows are pretty close seconds.
Rosalind Pagan tagged me and other fellow writers in her poem, encouraging us to pick up the acrostic poetry baton and run with it. This poem is my response to the challenge. I must say, I had fun putting this together!
In case you’re wondering:
An acrostic is a poem in which the first letter of each line spells out a word, message or the alphabet. The word comes from the French acrostiche from post-classical Latin acrostichis, from Koine Greek ἀκροστιχίς, from Ancient Greek ἄκρος “highest, topmost” and στίχος “verse”. — Wikipedia
If you’re up for the challenge, tag your piece with Acrostic Poem, and Poetry, so we can follow along.
Who’s next? Nihan Kucukural, Kevin Alexander, Rob Cyrier, Susan Brearley, Sarah Paris, Lynda Coker — want to give it a try?
