BUTTER TARTS ARE THE BEST!

Forget-me-not!

Well, on any given day, one does not know where poetry will lead.   Today, a poetry prompt has led to an attempt at a specific format with a focus on food.In my poem, I chose to celebrate a particular family favourite--Butter Tarts--with writing this type of epulaeryu poem listed below. (pronounce as you will!) I posted the poem at Poetic Bloomings where the prompt was issued:


BUTTER TARTS--EPULAERYU POEM

Butter tarts Canadian
Delight to devour
Melt-in-your mouth syrupy
Baked pastry, filled shells
Sunday night dessert
Delicious
Treat!

© 2013 Patricia Anne McGoldrick

To those who were wondering about the contents of butter tarts, here is another poem that I wrote, earlier,  about  these delicious desserts, made frequently by my mother without any reference to a recipe. To these, she often added raisins or walnuts or coconut. My preference is just plain and simple as I wrote in my poem.  
These tasty gems war often the highlight of Sunday dinner for our family. With my parents plus 8 children, these little items would quickly disappear. Enjoy!

Butter Tarts—no recipe required!

Many's the time, from the tall oak kitchen cupboard,
my mother took out a white ceramic mixing bowl
With a shiny, silver-tined fork
she mixed together—
butter and brown sugar, egg and vanilla
some corn syrup or, if lucky, maple syrup—
a lumpy mess, it seemed,
to me as a child.
Then, she poured the batter into tart tins
lined with melt-in-your mouth pastry valleys.
After a short while of baking,
time for tea and, our family favourite,
syrupy, sweet, butter tarts!
Yum!


©2013 Patricia Anne McGoldrick

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