Welcome to my very own Creative Writing Month where each day of the month I am focusing on a topic and spending fifteen minutes reflecting and writing as inspired by the topic. For more information about why and how check out my post, Writing Down the Bones.
Today’s topic: I Remember… I’ve tried my hand at free verse poetry. I oftentimes steer clear of poetry, but occasionally I dabble in the art. Here is my memoir, free-verse poem.
Frozen Mochas and Fudge Doughnuts
I remember the birth of my coffee addiction.
I was around nine or ten.
The frozen mochas stored in their glass containers,
Held in the freezer,
Thawed and served with chocolate fudgies.
The cement ramp leading to your home.
The creaking stairs announcing my arrival,
As I wound my way up to the second floor apartment.
I remember the joy on your face when you welcomed me in.
The way your place felt like home.
Photographs of the ones you loved strewn throughout the immaculate rooms.
The excitement as you led me into the kitchen.
And atop a bright colored place mat sat a ceramic plate;
A doughnut all for me,
And a frozen mocha.
This is where I go when I taste the cold espresso today.
My mind takes me back to those visits.
How precious are those memories: my great-grandmother, frozen mochas, and fudge doughnuts.
The Ameri Brit Mom 