Well, I don’t know if this is really poetry, but let’s say it is. I sent this postcard to my son.
This work is an example of serendipity – I thought the pink thing on the card looked like a cake, and then, guess what, I came across the word “cake” when I was working on collage poems. So quick quick, out came this little poem and then I got out my pen and gave the cake a more definite identity. Presto! The fastest cake baking I ever did.