Good morning Bloggets. I hope I find you well? I have been
up far too early again the birds were still in their slumber. The ice was thick
on the ground and the trees were shivering. It’s that time of year again when I
wonder if I should attempt one of my children’s chocolate poems I know that my
friend and our Blogget Mary enjoys them and she well, let’s say is a very
mature child in her seventies. Smile.
Firstly, I may refresh our memories and publish my first
chocolate poem I wrote. I think this is my favourite too. I have written a
series of them and each one tells a new story from each perspective from a
different character who works at the magical factory!
(Requirements are as follows. Block out the world we live in
and allow your imagination to run free oh, and take a comfortable seat)
By Fiona Cummings
Oh, the smell from the
factory
Brings back a memory
Of my Mums baking days
Where the kitchen was
in a haze
Of chocolate cakes
With the wooden spoon
On the table in the
corner of the room
in the dish looking so
yummy
just begging to find
its way to my tummy
so today I put on my
shoes
and took a walk to see
a tiny elf waving at me
Hay who are you
I bent down beside him
He said HI, I’m Jim
and pleased to meet
with you
I told him I was Fee
He winked at me
His funny little face
With his turned-up nose
His pink little hands
Holding a beautiful
rose
This is for you
As he jumped on my shoe
Stretched right up
He was the height of a
buttercup
As I kept kneeling down
On the cold stone
ground
Looking around
Seeing nothing but
clouds of brown
I couldn’t believe it
The rose smelt of
chocolate
I took it in my
fingertips
He told me to hold it
to my lips
It was edible
I asked him was it a
vegetable
He looked in shock
And said it was carved
from a chocolate block
He was a funny little
fella
Told me he had a
girlfriend but I was not to tell her
Why ever not I said
with a beam
Oh, he told me, she had
eyes so green
Jealous? I asked him
Oh yes indeed
Did she work at the
factory
Yes, he said to me
And today is a special
day
I’m asking her to marry
me
Oh, was that who the
rose was for
He said yes but he had
more
He had the cutest
dimples
And strawberry curls
His trousers were
patterns of spots and swirls
His shoes were pointy
and heels so high
He wore a yellow dickey
bow tie
He asked me if I had
ever met his best pal
Who was the brother of his girlfriend Val
I said oh no
And told him he was the
very first elf I had ever met
He then took out a
walking stick the size of a candy cigarette
And started to head to
the back of the factory
Come on he beckoned
Follow me
Oh, was this going to
be the end of the chocolate mystery
There was a tiny house
With a garden made from
cornflakes
Sat on a toadstool
Was an elf called Jake
There he is that is my
mate
Then I was handed a
white chocolate plate
Come on, sit down
Well, the mushroom was
so flat to the ground
I just knelt beside the
two little creatures
I looked at Jake with
his buttoned features
He had cherry lips and
cheeks like peaches
He shouted towards the
house
Just then running
across the path was a sugared mouse
The little door opened
A round cheerful face
started speaking
I have not got a clue
what she said but I think a nice greeting
Then there was an
almighty fuss
Just then the horn went
on the wagonwheel bus
Quick get inside the
house
What? I thought,
It was the size for a
mouse
Then the most amazing thing happened
As I approached the
door
I felt myself being
drawn to the floor
I became the height I
was when I was four
But it didn’t scare me
As I was welcomed into
the chocolate family
Jim told me
Not to be seen
Or he will be given the
treatment
By the evil queen
Oh, my word what is
that
She dips you in a bowl
of cream
Then feeds you to the
factory cat
You see, he continued
We are not allowed to
mix with folks like you
Then I asked “why did
you?
He said you are not
like your people
You are like us
You won’t hurt us lot
Or chase us away
Then I listened to what
he had to say
Our factory is running
by the king and queen
We do our work and keep
it clean
We are given our houses
on this village green
On one condition we are
never seen
Those who have been
Are taken away
Never to return
Not yet to this day
Where do they go? I
asked feeling low
A place so cold where
there is forever snow
This is what we are
told anyway
Then the round rosy
lady
Came to me
Gave me a necklace made
from shells
She then muttered some
words
Jim explained what she
had said to me
As it was a language I
had never heard
He said the shells were
collected by the milky seabird
How absurd
What on earth was that
Oh, we have pets of a
giraffe, bird and a cat
At that point I began
to laugh
Why a giraffe
We are so small
And he is so tall
This can be handy
To our chocolate family
Then the door opened
and in walked a tired looking young thing
Oh, he was so excited
my new friend Jim
He knelt on one knee
and produced a ring
Please darling Val,
will you marry me
As she smiled teeth so
white
And hair so wild
She said yes, I will
Oh, what a thrill
To witness such love
Then chocolate cups
were filled with champagne
This was amazing
Totally insane
Then Jake took out an
old looking violin
And started to play a
tune
For Val and Jim
The round rosy lady
took my hand
Muttered some words
that I could understand
She wanted me to dance
with her
I did on a rug of
pretend fur
Bubble gum balloons were flying around
The most wonderful
music
A beautiful sound
What a day
I didn’t want to come
away
But then my alarm went
off and I had to wake for the day
Was it a dream
Absolutely no way
Oh, I can’t wait to go
back one day
© Fiona Cummings
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