For the next few weeks Colleen’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge is on hiatus as Colleen sells up and moves home which is very exciting.. She has asked that her regular participants continue with their weekly poem and I shall do just that. Here is one from my archives…..
Holidays by Sally Cronin
Time between holidays was very slow
Anticipation growing by the day
Kept asking the question ‘When do we go?’
On and on from the beginning of May.
Food filled memories lay on my lips
Of scones on a plate, warm, laden with jam
And plates of piping hot crispy chips
Served with thick slices of crumb crusted ham.
Other summer treats are fresh in my mind
Crisp battered fish, served with peppery peas.
Soft whirling ice-creams of every kind
That made you forget the cold icy seas.
The days at the beach with sand in your pants
And in the hard boiled egg sandwiches too.
Left over crumbs that attracted the ants
And painful wasp stings that turned the air blue.
Far too quickly the summer was over
And the long wait for the next festive break
Weeks before Christmas went even slower
Looking forward to that marzipanned cake.
Now I am older the time goes so fast
I don’t have to wait so long for the fun
I know how to make the holidays last
Despite the fact there is too little sun.
I fill up my trolley with scones and jam
And a pot of the finest clotted cream.
Cornish ices, battered cod and crumbed ham
I am now finally living the dream.
©sallycronin
I have a number of short story collections and you can find my books and their reviews: https://smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com/my-books-and-reviews-2019/
What a delightful poem, Sally. I feel like I am right their, sharing your sandy sandwiches.
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Thank you Robbie… my mother was hopeless and shelling eggs… bless her…xxx
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Reading the poem i am feeling like in holidays. Only the “boiled eggs sandwich” is a little bit unknown. Lol Wish Colleen a “Happy moving”. Michael
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Thanks Michael.. I do love an egg sandwich.. hard boil the egg.. mash up with a little salt and mayonnaise, butter the bread and make sure you don’t get sand in it!! hugs
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Oh yes, sounds very good Sally! 🙂 Now i only need the beach feeling too. Lol Big hugs back!
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Just had a boiled egg sammie for breakfast… wish it could have been a scone laden with jam, now THAT would have been a holiday for me
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haha.. Carol has some great recipes for scones.. would not take long to whip ups…xxx♥
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Well, Sally, I know how you like to enjoy your holidays – great food! A fun poem and I’m glad you don’t have to wait for a holiday anymore to enjoy a treat.
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Thanks Diana.. every day in some way make it a holiday… ♥
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Sally, Oh boy, scones and jam! That’s a treat I haven’t had in a coon’s age. It is curious how our perception of time changes throughout life. In spite of the ‘forever between holidays, I do wish I could have one of those wonderful outside days that lasted forever.
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Thanks Donna.. and over Easter the weather here was wonderful and I was outside with books, puzzles, music and was very happy… only thing missing was scones, jam and clotted cream!!! hugsx
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Your poem brings back happy memories, Sally. Not too many holidays when young due to that war thingie…but at the war’s end, we all went to a farm in Devon and our hostess was a fab.cook. It’s no surprise how popular scones, jam and clotted cream are! Thank you. Hugs xx
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I love them.. I have to ration them otherwise I would have the backside of a Cornish Dairy cow…hugsxx
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Funny how we associate happy times with certain tasty treats 🙂
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I know I do….lol.. xx ♥
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I love all the sentiment in this Sal. Indeed it feels the older we get the faster time seems to go. So cheers to jam and scones!!! 🙂 ❤ xx
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Thanks Debby… road trip South West England with real Cornish and Devon cream teas… ♥
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Sounds heavenly! 🙂 ❤
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Sally, what a lovely poem, that brought me back in time…to those free and wonderful days, on the beach, sand between my toes, and “sandy sandwiches”, with the wind in our hair, the sun in our eyes, the scent of the ocean; it was the best of times. Thank you Sally, wow…what memories they were and are. Especially the clotted cream, strawberry jam, egg salad sandwiches…and yes…ice cream! This poem just made my day. Thank you!
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Thank you Karen..so happy that it brought back the good times…lovely comment.. hugsxx
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Sally, my pleasure, and by the way, you are a very talented poet as well as a great writer and author. Karen 🙂
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That is very kind thank you.. xxxx
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What a lovely treat this is. Thanks so much for sharing, Sally. I LOVE scones too. Cheers! XO
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Thank you Natalie…hugsx♥
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I know exactly of waiting for the holidays between work days. We took one major trip and a few weekend trip when I was working. Now we can go anytime.
I love scones, especially berries scones. And I love to have them with berries jam. I guess I like berries.
I enjoyed reading your poem, Sally, and followed you from then and now. ❤
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Great thank you very much Miriam.. and I have found a place here that does wonderful scones but I ration my visits!!!! ♥
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I know, Sally. A muffin has 400 Calories. Probably a scone has more than that. I usually eat a scone a quarter at a time!! ❤
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You are very restrained Miriam.. I have none whatsoever… it might go stale if I leave too long.. lol.. ♥
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Haha, Sally, I refer my stomach as a bird size one, just can’t eat too much of one thing. Otherwise, I can’t eat a variety of things. ❤
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Delightful poem, Sally!
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