Pomegranate
Cutting the hard exterior
Unsure of what's within
Then suddenly the flesh opens
And red seeds are spilling
Hundreds of tiny red seeds
Perfectly formed inside
They are the sweetest of sours
Within the shell they hide
Pear drops
Rough on the tongue
Smooth on the tooth
Sweet on the sucking
Sour down the throat
Crunch it too early
You might break a cap
Don't lie down sucking
You'll choke in your nap
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The pomegranate one is my favorite...I don't purchase them often I think I have to remedy that. :)
ReplyDeleteI specially like this description of the pomegrante seeds, sweetest of sours ~
ReplyDeleteBe careful of the pear drops, you will certainly choke in your nap ~
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In some traditions pomegranate was the fruit the Eve ate to open her eyes and live as a god instead like an angel with no will. Loved your poem & the fruit.
ReplyDeleteBut as for "pear drops" -- had to look that up -- and now I understand why -- it is British. Thanks for the intro.
Pomegranates are amazing ... a passion fruit, I believe. :)
ReplyDeleteThe pomegranate is a befuddling fruit. I like them, but they are messy. I'm lazy, so I prefer them as juice.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo of "the sweetest of sours"!
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They are the sweetest of sours...love that line. The ending made me giggle. :)
ReplyDeletePomegranates are so interesting aren't they? I enjoyed how you captured them here...and that ending is fun too :-)
ReplyDeleteI love pomegranates.. they bring back great childhood memories of my grandma peeling them and handing us the seeds, all shiny like rubies.
ReplyDeleteA fruitilicious write Emma :)
Mmm, "the sweetest of sours", I love that it is a mystery. And, how you carried the same theme into Pear Drops.
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