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Strange Fruit

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Strange Fruit

 

“what is beautiful?”

asks Eliza

for she thinks

that she is not

because they tell her

she is not

 

“why are they hurtful?”

as if the outside

somehow sullies

what is inside

and insinuates the sour

to what is sweet

 

“why do they ridicule?”

the size the shape

the roughness of my skin

the growths

the fact my spine

Is out of...

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Picking Fruit

A field of choices

Rotten cherries scatter us

Piercing white noise breathing

Bow to the mirror

Heart stops, feet sinking

I hope you love loneliness.

Cloud kisses turn into lemons

Miles to go

Sheets that resume the velvet

Digging.

Never going.

Wheels that turn gold into rust

Frazzled metal pieces

Doors less traveled

Turn off the questions

Faucets drip

...

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Fruitless

A poem in response to "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams...

 
I'm sorry I stole your precious plums
That you found the ice box bare
I haven't bothered to replace them
And there's not one left to spare
 
I've eaten the apples
The bananas, the grapes
The pears, the peaches too
The oranges and kiwis are consumed
There's simply nothing left for you
 
The pineappl...

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I quite like raisins, except for the one that got stuck up my nose!

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The prompt from our writing group was to write an ode to your favourite fruit, this is my attempt, and it's a true story too...

 

I quite like raisins

Except for the one that got stuck up my nose

The more I sniffed and snorted

The further up it rose

 

My mum couldn't ease it out

She just forced it up even higher

She took me to the neighbours

And tried to use some plie...

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Of your tree

 

This apple won't always nestle in your protective root 
and yet, forever it is proud to be, your tree's fruit. 

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