A Description Of A Cupcake

      Cupcakes. Cakes in a thin, paper cup. They are toppled with gallons of frosting and adorned with hard shapes of colored sugar. I don't know which is better, though. A square piece of cake? Or cake in a cup? Either form or shape, they still taste pretty damn good. Anyway, I got my favorite flavors. Favorite flavors for cupcakes, that is. There are probably over 100 different kinds, but everyone has their favorites. I mean, one can't like all of everything. 

      My number one favorite cupcake is vanilla. I'm not a big fan of frosting, so I won't go in to too much detail, maybe just a little. So vanilla tastes like I'm eating a soft, moist sponge with a hint of the purest sugar from the sweetest flower. The flavor is so weak and smooth and not pungent at all. Now I don't like this next flavor, but I'm going to write about it anyway.

      Dark chocolate cupcakes. Chocolate in general isn't my favorite. Now dark chocolate cupcakes can deliver a punch. Its powerful, bitter flavor powders my mouth - just like powdered cinnamon, but without the burning pain - with a boom, then a little kick at the end shows chocolate's true, sweet innocence. Now I apologize if I'm making you drool cartons of... well... spit. Cupcake flavors are just really fun to describe. Now onward!

      Fruit in bread form usually doesn't taste too good. But I'd like to disagree with that! The flavor of a strawberry cupcake is simply amazing. Strawberry milk on the other hand is just plain nasty. Moving on, the strawberry flavor grows in my mouth as I bite into the soft cake (in cup form). I like strawberry flavor cakes. I had one for a birthday cake. Anyway, the delicious flavor is so delicate and light. I can picture myself in a large field and just having fun. Flavortastic fun.

      Now the flavor of a red velvet cupcake.  I think of it as a very mature flavor. It doesn't sound childish like vanilla. So the red velvet dances in my mouth with its rich flavor, heavy cream cheese - so thick it could be peanut butter - melts and becomes sticky, holding all the flavors in place for hours until I gulp it down (yes I do chew my food, too). But what I realized (literally after making green velvet cupcakes) is that no matter the color, the flavor tastes the same.

      So I will end my mouth-watering cupcake mandatory syntax blog post here. I would also like to add in that I'm really wanting to go get a cupcake now.

About the Poems

I like writing poetry. It's not something I would do in my spare time, though. Anyway, it wasn't too difficult for me to write these poems. The revision did help in some ways, but I just ended up switching around a couple of words. But what I enjoyed most about the process is the results I got in the end.
My favorite of the three poems is "What's Tea?" because I like the tone and what's happening. It's strange, though, because I'm not a big fan of history. Now the poem that I think needs some more work is "Magic" because it rhymes and - to me - it sounds a little childish. Yet I'm keeping it the way it is. I wish, though, I put more descriptive words in the poem. The problem for me was that I couldn't find the right spot for good, descriptive words.

The voice of my poems are nearly all different. I'd say that my "Sand" poem is a bit more seriously descriptive than the other two because it's dealing with art. The "Magic" poem just sounds like an amateur wrote it. No, I'm not declaring that I'm a guru of poetry or anything. I am just an amateur in the 'art' of poetry like nearly everybody else. Anyway, the voice of "What's Tea?" is kind of laid back and friendly because historical poems can get very boring - to me - if they are too serious. Moving on now! I used a sound in my historical poem. I used splash just to make it more 'creative' in some kind of way and to remind the readers that there is water below. I'm required to write at least three stylistic elements that help convey the meaning of my poems so the last one is that I didn't really use any diction. I guess you could say that the last poem is someone or something talking to someone.

Meh . . . Look at me typing up a storm. I'll shall end it here!