Fragrance of cinnamon
filled mother's kitchen,
hanging in quills
of spicy rememberance.
Around winter's fire,
spicy hot cocoa,
hinted with cinnamon
sprinkled aromas,
filling our senses.
Toast with lashings of butter,
scattered with sugar,
cinnamon topped.
Sunday's roast,
devoured,
anticipation
of cinnamon apple,
with hefty portions of custard.
Traditions continue,
quills of rememberance
grace,
a new generation...
Author notes
AliceinPoetryLand
A contest entry
- Truth of Life contest Round ONE by xandercheerios.
450 points, ended June 17, 2007, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I still Love this. Still just love it
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Yup, me again. Told you I bookmarked this. I still love it! I really just do love it Blessings, Gypsy
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I just HAD to come back and read this one. I still love it!
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Oh thank you so much
Use it in whatever way you wish
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Ok, I told myself I wouldn't start reading poems until I knew whether or not they had followed the rules, but this one dragged me in with all it's senses. I still would like to see your username in the authors box, it's critical for a contest with rounds. But I have to say, I look forward to next rounds poem (if you advance) following a theme of senses. If that's the theme you so choose. Good luck, please add your username!
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I Love this! I bookmarked this I just LOVE it! Thank you for entering and congrats on the Gold!
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This makes me yearn for my Grandmother like you have no idea Wonderfully penned, full of warth and heart. I love this! Thank you for entering.
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How wonderful and what sweet memories it brings to life. I have so many smells that take me home to childhood and grandma and mammas kitchen.
Nicely done, well written throughout with nice flow and the ending is excellent.
Always nice to think we have passed a memory on to our children and that they will carry it to theirs.
Lovely work!
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rememberance - remembrance
i always think of home made rice pudding when i see/smell cinnamon, lovely, ah food poetry, it always make me hungry a good poem.
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Your poem brings back such sweet memories of my own childhood. What was it about Mom's kitchen... and Grandma's, which made it so inviting and hard to leave.
I love this little remembrance you've written
I wish you the best in the contest
Dee
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hey this was pretty good. I liked it because it just brought back so many memories of walking into my grandparent's kitchen smelling of such delicious aromas. You did a wonderful job reminiscing such delicious aromas. Great piece.
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what beautiful bittersweet memories this evokes in me...not as much about my mother's kitchen [but grand-maman] she was the family "goody-maker' and to walk into her front door was sheer seduction by aromas of always something delicious awaiting us [baking]. My mother on the other hand was "chef-extra-ordinaire" for an excellent mealThank you for the memories so eloquently penned and best wishes in the contest,
much love
xoxoxoxo
reenie
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Oh! I'm craving something with cinnamon!
What a wonderful poem and such great memories, too! My favorite stanza is #3: "toast with lashings of butter, scattered with butter, cinnamon topped! That one nearly sends me to the kitchen to make cinnamon toast! The language is rich in the poem and makes one "smell it", "taste it" and remember it right along with you!
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Very vivid depiction of cinnamon. Nicely expressed.
Harrisham Minhas ~
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Ohhh how lovely is this dear sis, I don't like the smell or taste of cinnamon, but you have written this with such beautiful imagery and so very descriptive. I always remember the smell of cinnamon in the house at Christmas when I was a child, think it must have been in the Punch!. Anyway---well done and good luck with this lovely entry for the contest.
Love ya
Shaz xx
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This is a nice poem about tradition and also about food Good luck in the contest
Thanks for your comment and contest It was lots of fun
Pozo
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I'm hungry now! This was very imaginable. I felt like I was there. Makes me feel like I'm not doing enough in my kitchen! So tonight I'll make sure I cook a hardy meal of... t.v. dinners! Ha! Ha! Keep inspiring me.
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A delicious write. You paint a loving picture here, warm and inviting. Our Moms and food...sigh.
Can I have some?
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mmmmmmm, loved this, could smell the cinnamon from here. The joys of Mom's kitchen etched forever in memory. Bunny
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I love the smell of cinnamon...nice memories that play on the senses...like how you've rounded this out with passing the memories of your mother's kitchen down to the new generation. Enjoyed!
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