"A Still Life with Roses, Titmouse and Bumblebee" by Jean-Baptiste Robie‘The Birthday Rose’ by Cheryl Corey The Society June 3, 2021 Culture, Humor, Poetry 13 Comments . Her birthday cake was verily a sight— A work of art, a sugary-sweet confection, That much to all the revelers’ delight, The baker decorated to perfection. It brought a special twinkle to her eye, To see it topped with flowers freshly-picked, But when the reddest-red she did espy, What happened next, no one could predict. “A rose is a rose is a rose,” she boldly said, And gingerly she roused one from its bed. She popped it in her mouth with great aplomb, And washed it down with goodly swigs of rum, Then smacked her lips with frosting she had licked. A relative then gaped, as if struck dumb. “I can’t believe she ate a rose! Incredible!” The birthday girl replied, “A rose is edible.” . . Cheryl Corey’s recent credits include the current issue of Iconoclast and www.grand-little-things.com. Other publications include Iambs & Trochees, Deronda, The NeoVictorian/Cochlea, The Comstock Review, Mobius, and Time of Singing. In 2007 she received 1st Place for the Dylan Thomas Award and Honorable Mention for the June Kraeft Memorial Award in The World Order of Narrative and Formalist Poets contest. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 13 Responses paul buchheit June 3, 2021 ..washed it down with rum.. Love it! Very clever and colorful poem, Cheryl. Reply Cheryl Corey June 3, 2021 Thank you, Mr. Mantyk, for the gorgeous accompanying artwork!! Reply Cheryl Corey June 3, 2021 I’m glad that you enjoyed it, Paul. I was inspired by an article about edible flowers – nasturtiums and violets (usually candied for decoration), to name a few. I know you can fry zucchini flowers too, although I’ve never tried them. Reply Ken June 3, 2021 You are awesome Cheryl!! Reply Patricia Miers June 3, 2021 I loved it Cheryl! Reply Pat Marciano June 3, 2021 Cheryl what a great poem, I loved it. You are so talented! Reply Ryan Watch June 4, 2021 This is a well baked cake of a poem, sprinkled with saccharine rhymes and iced with a perfectly twist ending. A job well done for making this sweet surprise Ms. Corey! Reply C.B. Anderson June 4, 2021 The Rose family (Rosaceae) is a highly edible botanical family. It includes the genera Prunus, Malus, Pyrus, and Fragaria, (plums & cherries, apples, pears, and strawberries, respectively). Rosewater is sometimes used to flavor Turkish coffee and is always used to flavor Jordan almonds, but it is never toxic. This was a clever poem. Reply Cheryl Corey June 6, 2021 I knew that you would have this horticultural knowledge at your fingertips! The edible (and not to mention medicinal) qualities of plants is a fascinating topic. Thank you for this insight. Reply Ryan Watch June 5, 2021 I can confirm with the facts you’ve stated Mr. Andersons, as I have once had the opportunity to taste a rose cake. I remember the fragrant aroma of the cake and the savoury taste of the rose garnish. It was truly one of the most unique and flavorsome desserts I have ever tasted! Reply Cheryl Corey June 6, 2021 Wow! Who can say that they’ve eaten a rose cake? Not me. That’s a real conversation piece. Reply Daniel Kemper June 5, 2021 I especially enjoyed reading this out loud, the words made my mouth “smack” the way eating such delights does — although my throat didn’t burn like rum does. 😉 so I promptly read your poem again and alleviated that! 😉 Reply Cheryl Corey June 6, 2021 I’m glad that it gave you enough pleasure to read it twice. I recently worked my way through an anthology, reading each poem aloud. I feel that it adds to the experience, to hear the music of words. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.