Memories, Tears & Sinful Cravings

I heard about this poetry form, Cinquain, during one of my visits to http://purplesplatitudes.wordpress.com. If you get the chance, stop by Michael’s blog. His writing is wonderful and he ventures into different poetry forms and emotions. I know you won’t be disappointed! 

I would definitely call these “rough drafts” and more practicing is in the future, but I hope you enjoy…

When they were Young

Giggles,
barefoot on cool
grass, swinging in summer
breeze, smiles bigger than Texas state
the past

Diagnosis

Covered
ears with shaky
hands, unbelievable
echoes of pain flow in and out
fear not?

Chocolate 

Craving
comfort food, oh,
something creamy sounds good
gooey, sinfully delicious
dark, though

Lauren Scott © 2014

What’s your pleasure?

I want to create
I don’t want to eat
I just want to bake
some kind of treat

I’ll promise you this
I’ll give it away
I won’t take a taste
I will not betray

It’s fun to measure
and mix up things
that come out pretty
and yummy for kings

So if you delight
in sweets of all types
I’d be happy to make
something tonight

Lauren Scott © 2014
(a little fun for the weekend)
🙂 🙂 🙂

Sweet Rejection

chocolate-covered-strawberries

I offered you my love on a silver platter
lined with chocolate dipped strawberries
You tasted, but only to tease
Instead, you stole my happiness
right out of my hands
although my grip was strong
Very brazen, even for you
and it wasn’t yours for the taking
My heart was wrong for breaking,
but I allowed it
I had a choice and chose the weak path
That was yesterday
Today, my wrath is leading the way
and I will not let you ruin my tomorrows

LScott © 2013

Photo: Google Images

Craving

chocolate

I’m over you completely
Where once was a sweetness
that entranced your heart
now lies a bitter taste
keeping us apart

and no, I don’t crave
your feather kisses
your warm embraces
or your slow, soft touches
that bring delicious tingles

and you don’t hold my mind
captive each and every day
in every moment I’m awake
or star in my dreams
creating an emotional ache

Of course, I don’t need you,
like the air I breathe
in each day to survive

You can be sure
I’m doing just fine

© LScott 2013

Photo: Google Images