A Slice of the Pie of Life

English 281: Creative Writing0

“I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.” -James Joyce

I’ve wanted to take this class for a long time, and I finally worked it into my schedule this semester. As part of the course, we not only create our own pieces of poetry and prose, but we also edit our peers’ work and read the products of renowned writers.

We also attend readings by writers on campus, a type of function I’ve never experienced before this semester. I went to one recently and it was amazing to hear the authors tell their own stories and reflect upon what influenced their works.

An early assignment for the class was to compose a sonnet. Keeping in mind this style of poetry is often used in admiration of one’s love, I wrote my sonnet in honor of a delectable treat.

A Sweet Southern Sonnet

So tall and big, a fluffy giant mound -

A piece, I know will never go to waste.

The icing, soft on top, as if of down

It sparkles – gems with a sugary taste.

It’s South the Mason-Dixon where you hide,

Ruby with riches, pleasure but not health.

Forever, you’re on Paula Dean’s dear side.

You’re made with threads of satisfying wealth.

It flashes bright – a sharp arch nemesis

And plunging in, a cut so deep it bleeds,

A knife unwanted on the premises,

With exception – lovers of cake, it feeds.

A scrumptious forkful of red velvet cake,

Dessert of choice, none better could one bake.

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