Sweet Hot Cross Buns
A Good Friday Tanka
This is for Mikeydred's April Challenge and Natasha's poetry challenge.
Happy Good Friday, everyone. We rise anew.
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A sweet, sugared cross
A fresh bun from the oven
Bread that makes cold hands.
Some bread breaks to rise anew
And moulds again to greatness.
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This poem is entirely original. Any AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (6)
OH, now I"m hungry!
Beautiful work Michelle!🌸
They looked delicious, I want them now. Well Done- you made my mouth water this morning.
Thoroughly enjoyed your evocative poem… like Dharrsheena and Lana, I’m keen for some Hot Cross Buns now!🤣 I had to look up Tanka poetry… might have to try one sometime.🤔 Happy Easter❣️.
I need that in my mouth hehehehe. Loved your poem!
Yum, made my mouth water. Great little verse, Michelle.