* Krispy Creme *

                    I stop by the donut

                  shop drive thru tonight





            the aroma of a dozen of fresh donuts



  lingering  a sweet honey scent pass my nose into the air

            

         filled and decorated into a rectangle box



                     hot  baked  and



                served right out of the oven



               with me hoping to find a grocery



       store that stay s open pass the break of dawn



  to buy  a gallon of milk to get rid of my sugar fit .



      * Written By GT , June 5, 2005   12:00 am   *

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem is about a
woman that is trying
to chill her donut
and milk craving but
it is way past midnight
and she drives by the
krispy kreme place and
she smells the donut
aroma blowing thru the
air and she caves in and
surrenders herself to
the krispy kreme place
but now she has one pro
blem no milk terrible
isnt it :*( .

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exthias1983's picture

Hey, I just read this...quite interesting it how you speak of the police's favorite refreshment, lol... Anyway, on a more serious note, a few months ago, you critiqued a poem of mine called "Tired". In your critique I noticed that you said a liar had broken your heart...I was sorry to hear that, but I am anxious to know how you are doing now? contact me at supergodPE@hotmail.com and leave your name in the subject...thank you for calling it a Masterpiece by the way. It is also my favorite poem that I have written.

The Globe's picture

What imagery thoughts and one that I could relate with. Keep those ink flowing.....

TiCklE ChiCkEn's picture

Mmm.. Krispy Creme donuts.
I like this poem. :-) It's cute & fun.