Piece of Cake

V1.         Sweet and frosty to my tongue, words do not have the difficulty

                As they roll off the tips of the syllables that I speak here.

                I know the dictionary, spitting out candy and treats whimsically.

                Do not meddle with the pudding of the ABC’s so dear.

                Every bite of sentence are my sweet treats

                And every cake piece is mine to keep.

Chorus

I’m not sharing any piece of cake for you

Sure, they’re delicious and I may be sick

With too much sugar and that is true.

Promise me to bring me more to use

For my party of stories with each piece

The caterers bring.

Money grows on the trees

And I have enough to spare for cake browsing.

V2.         Chocolate cake for the sweet and dark stories

                Vanilla flavored cake for the tamer words

                Cherry and strawberry toppings words so gory

                Then there’s rainbow types for them, I heard,

                Who keep honest words and lies covered in sprinkles,

                Candles, flowers, and cookies mixed in sugary tinsels.

Chorus

I’m not sharing any piece of cake for you

Sure, they’re delicious and I may be sick

With too much sugar and that is true.

Promise me to bring me more to use

For my party of stories with each piece

The caterers bring.

Money grows on the trees

And I have enough to spare for cake browsing.

V3.         Hiding behind a curtain of velvet, ready to present

                My cakes with pieces in a row for the world to judge

                The stories, lullabies, and words like a wedding

                As the cakes you bite, waiting for the final touch.

                It’s a party for the world to taste a piece of cake

                With much of my heart baking into every milkshake

Chorus

I’m not sharing any piece of cake for you

Sure, they’re delicious and I may be sick

With too much sugar and that is true.

Promise me to bring me more to use

For my party of stories with each piece

The caterers bring.

Money grows on the trees

And I have enough to spare for cake browsing.

V4.         The bake sale is fantastic to sample my cakes I create

                For the world to continue admiring or having a distaste

                As the storyteller and baker shake hands for I await

                What they say to my adventures on the page laced

                With poisonous words and magic to paralyze, mesmerize

                The crowd in every letter and every character’s cries, wise

Chorus

I’m not sharing any piece of cake for you

Sure, they’re delicious and I may be sick

With too much sugar and that is true.

Promise me to bring me more to use

For my party of stories with each piece

The caterers bring.

Money grows on the trees

And I have enough to spare for cake browsing.

Ending Line

Words, I take a piece of cake and you are what you hide

In between the lines of the story I baked.

Everything is so sweet and violent to the taste I’m besides.

Aching for that one more slice of cake, my piece of cake.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Very imaginative way to meld cake flavors with everyday life sensations. (My opinion) -- it's not necessary to write out the chorus many times (one instance is enuf cuz we know choruses repeat between verses . . . not to mention, the chorus isn't the most understandable or relatable aspect of your message for me). Verse 1 is admirable becuz of the word crafting, but not as clear as all the other verses, which I like better for being more clear & relatable. I really like the imagination & playfulness of verses 2 thru 4.

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you!

[Davidgeo]

I like the structure... treating it like a stage play type musical.

You're approach is quite unique for this place.

subversive things .


I truly enjoyed reading this.... well done.

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you!

[Davidgeo]

You are very welcome.

[sheandherself]

This is incredibly original & interesting! V3. is my favorite.

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you so much! This is one of my own best. I'm glad of its outcome.

[😂]

Suppose this is one good use of an otherwise "devilish" choice of meal.

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you!

[😂]

Ur welcome Galaxy ! XD

[Shabeeh Haider]

flavors of cake likened to sensations experienced in every day life. The ending lines are really wonderful.

[GalaxyGhost]

Glad you enjoyed it! Thank yo very much!

[Celie Rose]

I like the imagery. The way the cakes are used to tell your stories. The theme carries through. Structure is good. The words flow nicely.
Good job!

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you so much!

[DRAGO]

lol, I think its funny that theres a lol town

[DRAGO]

great job, I lve the not sharing this cake with you!

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you!

[Einstein Noodle]

AliciaB said i should come and read your poem so here am i ;)

i can see how she got inspiration from you ..the power of words and how we work to put them just so ...and express clearly and/or to hide "between the lines" ... i think its the beauty of poetry, prose and the short stories i read here at the cafe ... in reality i do not have much of a sweet tooth ..but i gorged on the treats you baked and paid with a bit of the pain ;)
E.

[GalaxyGhost]

Thank you!

[AliciaB]

Nice! I love the way you use cakes to represent your stories, especially with the various flavors and what they mean. It gives a great picture of the variety of things you write. I think I'm going to start thinking of my pieces of writing in flavors now. They could be Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, too. :)

[GalaxyGhost]

OH MY GOSH, YES, DO IT!!! I would read it! Please do that! No pressure, though. That just got me excited as I am a mega Potterhead. Hahaha. I should calm down. Thank you!

[AliciaB]

Oh gosh... honestly, it has been several (too many) years since I last read Harry Potter... I really need to reread the books. But if I ever get around to it, I will write a Harry Potter themed poem. :)

[GalaxyGhost]

Go for it! I whole-heartedly support you!