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Biscuits Lefèvre-Utile
by Alphons Mucha, 1897/Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons/Public Domain
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Temptress of Cookies
She proffers up a gilded plate.
I wonder, could this be her bait?
“Biscotti or a bourbon ball?”
Surrender! I am in
her thrall.
“Taste this cantucci di Prato.
Just one bite…” I’ve
won the Lotto!
Those Florentines! I
can’t forestall
surrender! I am in
her thrall.
She’s wicked. She’s a
temptress. I’ve
just never felt so – S’mores! – alive!
Her schnecken’s my confectioned all.
Surrender! I am in
her thrall.
“Rochers à la noix de coco?
Petit fours?” She drives me loco!
She’s a Pfeffernüsse doll.
Surrender! I am in her thrall.
Surrender! I am in her thrall.
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Notes: The form is Kyrielle (yes, I love this form!) The artwork which inspired this poem is by my favorite La Belle Epoque artist, Alphons Mucha. Especially with the Girl Scout cookie season (yum!) well upon us, I thought this poem was kind of apropos. And for more noisy treats, please check out the Phoenix Rising site. And don't forget, Poetic Asides is serving up treats, too.
