my hand holds
you as a slice of sunshine
folded skin
yellowed as honeydew
your pulp is not sulty as a plum
nor mysterious as dragon fruit
you are a yellow stripe in a strawberry field
of exotic and colorful produce
plucked & peeled
you are my comfort snack
as a well-worn shirt
i wear
through all the 4 seasons
many will have you fried in
sugar & cinnamon
or boiled as a steamed fish
or mixed in breakfast oats
mashed
you are home made bread
here is the tea:
i prefer you
fresh and simple as a daisy
bringing me
easy cares as light as butter-
fly wings
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight where I am hosting. Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it. Thanks for your visits and comments.
So we can surmise that you truly like bananas Grace?
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ReplyDeleteOh I do remember the prompt we did so many years ago, a great reminder of what we used to write... great inspiration I think, love all the aspects of the banana, I do have half a banana in my breakfast cereal.
ReplyDeleteDeftly done with genuine affection. Love it!
ReplyDeleteOh this is lovely! I especially admire; "your pulp is not sulty as a plum nor mysterious as dragon fruit you are a yellow stripe in a strawberry field of exotic and colorful produce." ❤️❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteI love all food poems, so lovely! Recently, I made banana fufu for the first time and it was the best ever, thank you for reminding me of it with the poem :)
ReplyDeleteI prefer bananas fresh and simple as they come. Now I want one! Thank you for the tasty introduction to OLN!
ReplyDeleteVerse to drive us (to) bananas! Yum.
ReplyDeleteI love bananas, especially with peanut butter, or in oatmeal.
ReplyDeleteI have to agree bananas just as themselves. A lovely tribute to an old favourite fruit.
ReplyDeleteAh yes i do relate to the versatile fruit enjoyed in its simplicity.
ReplyDeletePeel and chomp away😊
Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much🖤love
You have done bananas proud, Grace...
ReplyDeleteI love bananas and eat one a day so from now on will always think of this wonderful ode and especially
ReplyDelete" a yellow stripe in a strawberry field"
A perfect ode to bananas, Grace!
ReplyDeleteLove how you speak to the banana. Especially the line "Here is the tea" .. like telling it to you straight!
ReplyDeleteI like it. And I think Neruda would have liked it.
ReplyDeleteAll the goodness of a banana in one delicious poem: perfect, Grace.
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