“Vegan Apple Cider Doughnuts” courtesy of Veganbaking.net (flickr.com)
It’s that time of year again! Time for YARN’s 3rd Annual Fall Treats Poem Drive & Contest!
We love this opportunity to collect poems that celebrate all the yummy things we enjoy in the fall–in fact, Kerri is dreaming of a pumpkin spice latte as she types this! The first year we held the drive, it was all on Facebook, and two years ago, the drive became a Contest, and last year, we expanded to include treats other than just candy and cookies, because we were inspired by a trio of apple-themed poems that just happened to be submitted by three different poets, Tina Zhu, Matt Forrest Esenwine, and Danny Barbare (all of whom we published at other times as well!).
Last year’s Drive and Contest went so well, we’re not planning to change a thing. Here’s what you need to do to participate:
- Remember that a “fall treat” is any edible and particularly delicious item you enjoy between September and November (apples, pumpkin pancakes, gummy worms, and so on).
- Keep in mind that you can win a $25 Gift Certificate to the Local, Preferably Independent Bookstore of Your Choice. Maybe you’ll select something from our BFSRE?
Then:
- Starting Monday, October 14
- post a 3-line poem about your favorite fall treat to the Comments section of this very page, and make sure we can see an email address as part of your post.
- Continue posting poems as long as you like through the fall, but if you want to enter the Contest portion of the Drive, you must submit by Sunday, October 27 @ 5pm.
- Tweeting, Facebooking, and Tumbling about the contest is strong encouraged! Be sure to tag us! If your poem is short enough, feel free to post it to those networks as well, but remember it MUST be posted to the Comments below in order to be entered in the contest.
- Winner of the Contest will be announced on Halloween!
Have fun! Can’t wait to eat–ahem, read–your poems!
A crispy, crunchy, crackle -the first bite of candied apples.
A homecoming football games rallying cry
after custardy slices of fresh pumpkin pie.
~Christinaphilbert@gmail.com
candy corn candy corn where have you gone
my inverted world longs for your tri-colored beauty.
rain down on me – tart, hard, sweet.
Two small hands, fingers stretched
To circumnavigate a styrofoam cup
Of cider that is still too hot to drink
–britton425@gmail.com
Cherry red beauty, drenched in caramel gooey goodness
Crunchy roasted peanuts
I live for these candied apples every season.
Trick or Treat by Arlena Lockard
When given the choice
Between fun size and king size,
Royalty inevitably wins.
Ode to the PSL
O, pumpkin flavored coffee,
You will never be as good
As a one-pump-no-whip-one-percent slice of heaven.
just a tiny taste, a simple sniff
and the palatable sensation thicken,
I trasnform into a zombie, possesd by shake and bake ckicken.
just a tiny taste, a simple sniff
and the palatable sensation thicken,
I trasnform into a zombie, possesd by shake and bake chicken.
it grunts, it oinks
when cooked it makes me want to eat my fork,
i’ll become your slave, if u feed me daily with pork!!!
it makes me energnetic, making me feel like an
ant in a sugar jar,
if i had one wish, i’d wish to live on the sweet cotton candy star!!
The smell of yeast dough wakes me on this autumn morning.
The house is dim inside, daylight hours shortening.
Shh, don’t lift the cover off the dough. Yeast needs the darkness.
-rocheleaudgr@aol.com