Once it's scone, it's gone
My entry for the Honey Haiku? challenge
Firstly, a correction. It is the Haiku Honey? challenge and not Honey Haiku? as I have put in the subtitle. Note to self: editing is important.
This was written in response to a challenge set in the Vocal Social Society by Caroline Jane, details below:
There are so many things that I like to eat that it was difficult to focus on one. Took a lot of tasting to finally decide which one to write about, which was a chore in itself.
But here goes. I feel so British right now but these are one of my favourite things to eat. Hope you enjoy the experience with me.
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Golden top, fruit plump,
Smeared with tartness, like red lips
Clotted cap of cream.
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Comments (13)
Yummo!! Nice work. 🤤
This is outstanding! love your word choices and yes, now I want scones! Great, Rachel!
I love me some Scones! Got a banging recipe for them as well 😁
You are making me hungry, nice
Well done!👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
Sounds and looks delicious
Summer. This is a little bit of summer.
I'd say you nailed it!
With me a scone is always gone in seconds (sorry). perfect haiku
Oh yeah. Is there anything better than an afternoon tea with scones, jam, and cream? I don't think there is and what a celebration of the Great British scone this is! I could definitely devour one right now! 😋 Thanks for playing along Rachel. ❤️
Love your haiku! It’s very Gazoogabloga and wonderful’!
Omgggg you're making me so hungryyyy! 😋😋😋😋😋
Perfect! I am also very jealous! No scones in Slovakia ...or clotted cream 🤍