My Blogging Pal Mel, of the blog Caramel, is organising the 2022 Bloggers Bake Off, click on the links below to take part. To celebrate this event, I have been kindly asked to write a poem below that includes some of the themes of this year’s bake-off.
So, it’s that wonderful time of year,
When we set out our bake-off stall,
Things are tough, but this brings us good cheer,
When we share, it shows we care, after all.
Making things from scratch costs less money,
and it brings joy to all those we meet
So why not bake a sponge and sprinkle it with honey?
Spread a little love with tasty things to eat.
Don’t worry if your cake sinks down in the middle,
drizzle it in chocolate and it’ll taste just as nice
Or you could cheat and buy one from Aldi or from Lidl,
It’s the taking part that counts, it’s fun and cheap at half the price.
So the Word of the Day is Rotation and this strangely correlates to a recent incident at work where we all came together to discuss the fair distribution of a task that no one seems to want to do. The idea was to reassure reluctant people that others were taking their fair share and you’d let the team down if you didn’t do the same…
I observed that Rota’s are not required when the team pulls together and just gets on with it but become essential when there’s one or two that just don’t want to get involved.
I decided to write an Acrostic poem to put this into words:
Rotating word duties more fairly,
On reflection can cause a psychosis.
To be honest, I’d rather drink my tea,
Avoiding all work in the process.
The trouble with rhymes it that it depends a lot of how you pronounce the words where you are. Where I am, Psychosis and Process, while not technically a rhyme sound similar, but where you are that may not be the case…
The Tuesday Writing Challenge was to write a short poem or prose containing the words Everyone, Closing in, and Timeless.
Here is my attempt:
Everyone wants something great to happen to them Everyone wants a life of meaning Something wonderful Always dreaming Without ending, Timeless. But life isn’t eternal, You can sometimes feel time ticking Closing in Light flicking Like a herald of death And on the back of your neck It’s breath. Stop dreaming of timeless tomorrows Start living today. Your way. Now.