A journey lasts as long as baking cake.
Ingredients are gathered, items got.
An oven hot is like a plane to take.
The clothes are packed, the items mixed you bought.
A beep, a time to enter in a plane,
An oven. Time then passes. Boring. Play
Some games, watch TV dull and bore your brain.
A ding, a landing. Out comes cake, so – Yay!
You wait for heat to dissipate, for bags
To come along. Then Joy, delicious fun!
Oh! But it leaves a mess when vigor flags.
A break from fun is needed. Baked vacation done.
A journey lasts as long as baking cake,
And now a mess. So then you need a break.
This is written for the Poetry 101 class in Daily Post’s Blogger University. The topic was “journey” and we were supposed to use a simile. I’m not sure if it stayed a simile or sort of morphed into a metaphor. What do you think?