General Poetry posted November 24, 2017

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My fruity vision

Ode to a Banana

by lsdpoet

I think that I shall never feel
a lovelier banana peel
Whose crescent shape reminds me of
the one half-quartered moon above

It's yellowed green with brownish speckles
like a blond haired boy with lots of freckles.
A skin that's smooth, though slightly waxen
Made of fibers wove like flaxen.

Alas poor fruit, I've dropped you down
and heard your noise, a thumping sound.
You rocked but once and then you died
lying flat upon your side.

And now I'm tearing at your skin,
Open wide, let me in.

At last your hidden fruit is seen,
(I can't help but feel a bit obscene)
And as I taste your luscious fruit
my mind reveals a hidden truth:

As your golden skin has turned to black,
as your rigid shape has now gone slack,
At this sight I'll always remember:
Only God can make a banana...(UGH!)

Ode Poetry writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write an Ode poem. It is a poem praising a person, place or thing.

with apologies to Joyce Kilmer
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