Sour (an acrostic poem)

Image: ballantines.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/ballantines-finest-whisky-sour-drink.jpg

Scrunching up her face in reaction to sipping the drink

Obviously, it was much tarter than what she was expecting

Uttering a sharp laugh, her partner handed her a sugar cube as an apology

Refusing the cube, she gave it another sip.   It was better this way.

Smell (an acrostic poem)

Image: bellyfull.net/wp-content/uploads/2020/07/Homemade-Caramel-Sauce-Recipe-blog-2.jpg

Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,

Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.

Everyone came running in to see what happened.

Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.

Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!

Pastry (an acrostic poem)

Image: i2.wp.com/completelydelicious.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/yeast-raised-doughnuts-6.jpg

Perfect doughnuts penetrated my persnickety consciousness

All demanding my devotion to their deliciousness

So I complied, completely cashing out with my confections

Taking titillating bite after bite to toast my triumph

Realize that these rare respites from my diet restrictions

Yields too many yummy yeast infused carbs for my blood sugar

Cookie (an acrostic poem)

Image: cdn.sallysbakingaddiction.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/6-chocolate-chip-cookies.jpg

Chocolate chips, brown sugar, vanilla extract play lead guitar

Oh, and all the stuff that gives it structure like a good back beat

Organize the lumps of raw dough on a baking sheet

Keeping good social distance between them

Igniting the oven and bringing it to temp so this party can get started

Everything comes out ooey, gooey, and so bad for you.  Yum!

For the recipe of the above pictured cookies go to: https://sallysbakingaddiction.com/giant-chocolate-chip-cookies/

(I have not tried them yet, but they look awesome!)

Sweet (an acrostic poem)

 

Saccharine dreams and ideals permeate her world

Winding her up into a sugar coma

Everything becomes a surreal new reality

Enabling dark pits and holes to grow in the enamel of her TV smile

That didn’t matter though, because the nothings told her so

 

Image: dooleydental.com/blog/wp-content/uploads//AdobeStock_13844435.jpeg

Curb (an acrostic poem)

Cutting the powder with confectioner’s sugar was risky

Uncouth dealers are the norm, but me, I have leveled up

Risk verses reward, it’s all about the bottom line

But my sweet twist this time might get me kicked to the ….

 

Image: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/Curb_cut.jpg