In an Oriental evening dress;
You fix me a pineapple salad.
While you are cutting, I
notice that you have set
the fruit's green crown off
to the side of the counter.
When I ask you "Why?", you
smile a Mom's pearls, and
tell me that "if we plant
it, a new pineapple will
grow back in its place.
Underneath the ground."
Then you left me alone again
for a spell, how long, I have
forgotten now, but time enough
for the ants to have completely
carried that green thing away.
Thinking back...
It might have been nice
if we would have tried
To grow anything together.
Author notes
Written January 13th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Abuse Metaphors by persecuted poetree.
500 points, ended November 16, 2005, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Congratulations
See... I never knew you could grow pineapples that way! You learn something new everyday. Congratulations on the gold. A soft piece that carried alot of weight. -
Congrats on winning the gold. Well deserved. Wonderful write.Good luck to you in the future.
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Bittersweet, and worthy of the gold 100%. Lovely work.
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hey, this was bittersweet... the ending sounds like it has a hint of regret... maybe for not spending enough time together? the poem itself invoked floods of emotion, very well deserved win.... [michele]
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I like the subtlety of this piece. It's like a slow, somber stroll through the poet's perspective. This doesn't hit you over the head or yell in your ear. It sits quietly and waits to be discovered. It is this, which sets a good poet apart from a great poet. It is when a poet can take a moment of life and tell a lifetime story.
Thanks for entering the contest.
Mary -
Its the little things that sit there and nag at our minds as we think. How, it would have been nice to do this then, or that there and, after time, make us sad. They bore holes into our hearts till we think of it every day. Its those small things that remind us how important the people in our lives are.
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Excellent
Oh wow... this is beautifully written, but also sad. I was left thinking in silence, after reading the last stanza. Horus, you did a wonderful job with writing this.
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Reflection on the loss and what could have been is so sad. This is excellent, thank you so much for entering the contest.
~whisper
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Bittersweet...
A bittersweet memory is the feeling I got from reading this poem...indeed what are we more than memories or making memories that will sustain others when we're gone! Very powerful emotion in this poem, but also melancholy (that gentle sadness) that visits us at times. Good luck in the contest - I liked this!
~ Nicolette
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KodaChrome
This is a side of Mom we haven't seen. A moment of possibilities that seemingly, from past portraits, didn't exist.
You've captured one of those quantum possibilities in a snapshot that I think all can see. And then, as we look closer, the dusty imprint of a shoe where someone walked over the photograph.
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When something doesnt happen, theres a reason it isnt supposed to happen. Sure it'll always leave us wondering, how would it be if I had just done this? had I just done that? Great write, i liked this one a lot! Thanks for entering and good luck!
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Somethings are better left ungrown, so that you dont end up with something sickly and undesireable.
but im bitter and unhappy..and in my mind there is no such thing as love, except love that is rotting, and corrupt.
but thats me
Nyx...
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I was thinking of taking a break soon. hopefully, real soon. Tomorrow I have a Mcdonalds audition for a national commercial. If I nail that? I'm taking a beer brak for sure. Why, you wanna boink? And watch the stars plop into the cold dark pacific rim?
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Mother, as tenderly as you've done her. Showing a side I'd like to see more of. That vulnerability in the last stanza is a lumpy throat moment for us sensitive ones and is a lovely contrast to your Angry Mother works. Have you thought of putting your AP pieces in collections? I've been sort of sorting them in my head. As an avid reader, there are poems of yours that I want to return to again and again. And it would be easier for me to get to them if they were in a Collection. Just a thought. I hope your heart is healing, healed.
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jeremi is so pretty you should of put this one in the love catagory
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