Climate change is happening. And it is scary. Maybe it’s time for a little light-hearted diversion from that serious subject, as our poet Tony Oswick celebrates his charming summer cookie. It is Day 572 of the daily poems …
My sensuous summer cookie
Yes you’re yummy, oh so scrummy, how I want you in my tummy,
you’re good-looking, so inviting, pure and fresh.
Your sultry skin is scrunchy, and your body’s extra-munchy,
let me nibble at that soft-brown tasty flesh.
I marvel at your odour, and your nuts and baking soda
while your sugar-sweetened extract sends me wild.
I stutter and I flutter at the hint of softened butter
mixed with eggs and chocolate chips – I’m just beguiled.
Your essence of vanilla is a thriller of a filler
you’re a biscuit gem which I desire to eat.
How I yearn a little nookie with my charming summer cookie
so let’s consummate and make our lives complete.
Tony Oswick