Many thanks to poet John Barrale from Poetry Circle for allowing me to post his poem on my blog. This is certainly a sweet addition to his portfolio. Thanks John!
French Candy Kisses
Praline is from a candy family
she is her Father's daughter
made from nuts, bound in clusters
her sugar syrup sweet
on her European side, Breton married Provence
in almonds and hazelnuts, ripe songs of loveliness
fallen from the trees, sweet cream, long legged maids,
all fluttering lashes, coupled to short stocky men
in dark chocolate moustaches
down New Orleans way, her pecans sweet as bells
cling like fat vines on praline patties, a common delight
sultry candy Louisiana lover, everyone's darling,
enjoyed on a hot southern night,
inviting, they smile, sashaying out of the box
hey boy, want a benne seed wafer
to go with your soda water?
like Louisiana, her family's founder
merci, oui oui, was French
said to be Marshal du Plessis-Praslin
alive 1598 to 1675
the Candy's name originally prasline
but that's jive
any good candy lover knows
the inventor was his cook
Clement Lassagne
but I hear the stuff’s older still
in the Garden, the Big D told Eve
come here sugar, Daddy's mouth is full
I got French praline candy and sugar promises,
for you-all
by John Barrale
June 2007
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