
Photo by Tara Lynne Groth
A new poem which I read at the most recent chocolate open mic.
Chocolate Memories
Gold foil
just a glint
catches my eye
I remember
milk chocolate
formed into coins
a delicate snap
as I bite
Hot chocolate
returns me to winter
days shoveling blizzards
off sidewalks
snow caked trousers
drying shoes
on the radiator
nearby I thaw and sip
Dark truffles
preferred by my ex
my jaw clenches
at her sarcasm
too much swallowed
black stones
lie in my stomach
like an anchor
But years pass
bitter evaporates
I tend to remember
the sweet
Tasty!
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Lovely! 🌹✨
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Glad you ladies enjoyed the poem.
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Black stones::anchor – AWESOME! Love this. :)
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Thanks! My workshop thought those lines needed some punching up.
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They are the punch!!
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