Morning Doughnuts
soft dough,
pillowy and beige,
sitting resplendent amongst its neighbours at the bottom of the crinkled paper bag.
sweet custard,
bright and creamy,
perfectly at home surrounded by a delicious round exterior.
granulated sugar,
sticky and crystalline,
clinging to fingers and teeth serves as a reminder of just how good the simple things can be
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Ooo! I’ll have a bite, please!
Very fun poem. Smart implementation of form, too.
Thank you for the inspiration to write it! Definitely pushed me out of my comfort zone 🍩
I love the fun energy of the poem; donuts are the best!
Great work! Now I need a donut!
Donuts for all!
I can taste this through your words- love it!
How cute 🥰