The Temptation of a Banana Split
Poem about a Banana Split
Oh, aren’t you the sinful temptation?
Three scoops of ice cream in the gleam.
One lick of that velvety fudge, a sweet sensation,
this Banana split is truly a tantalizing dream.
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A sugary delight, that whispers “You, my dear”.
With classic vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry, to set the mood.
My spoon is poised to dive into that airy whip, no fear.
I might just savor this, in solitude or in the nude.
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Toasted almonds scattered, adding a perfect zing.
My tummy will fill up quite soon.
All my senses want to sing.
This divine dessert takes me to the moon.
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Having a Banana split, a perfect temptation.
With the cherry on top, it’s a joyful celebration.
For I have suffered a breakup,
indulging in this is my best pick-me-up.
This was originally posted on Medium.
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Daphsam
Loving Wife, Mom, Dog Mom- A Dyslexic dreamer who never thought I could read or write. But life changed, and I conquered my fears. I am an artist, photographer, wordsmith and illustrator. Looking to weave stories and poems with my artwork.
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Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
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Comments (7)
Oh no, for a breakup will a banana split do the trick? Best to take the entire carton from the fridge along with all the toppings & a spoon to the couch for a binge of tear-jerky rom-coms.
I can resist anything but temptation and, banana splits are very tempting
Dear sweet Banana Split… bringing such pleasure… we just need to limit our encounters 🤗!
Sweet! And very charming. Great job!
I love ice cream but not a fan of banana splits. I love banana, don't get me wrong but I just don't like it with ice cream, lol. Your poem was fantastic!
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Very yummy poem. Well done..