First all creamy smooth…
with crunch of fresh-baked hotness:
firesparks in mouth
Food may be one of my favourite things in the world, but my poetic inspiration was only sufficient for this haiku about one of my new favourite foods, since I discovered how to make my own guacamole. I’m linking this up to Toni’s food prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub (talk about pub food!). Join me there to find much more evocative poems for foodies!