Poetry about ice cream finds delight in the simple ceremony of sweetness: cones, spoons, sticky hands, summer sidewalks, freezer light, birthdays, and the bright permission of a treat.
Ice cream melts quickly, which is part of its wisdom. Some joys ask to be received before they disappear.
A poem about a summer cone.
- Mina Sweet
Joy that must be enjoyed now.
- Theo Vale
Ice cream as celebration.
- Nora Reed
- Mina Sweet
- Theo Vale
- Nora Reed
Poems about cones, heat, and bright afternoons.
- Mina Sweet
Poems about treats, memory, and small joys.
- Nora Reed