GRAPEFRUIT

I had so much fun writing a nonet yesterday, I thought I'd try it again today.  I went to my father-in-law's place yesterday to pick some more grapefruit off his tree.  There was a surprise there for me, something I hadn't expected.


A nonet is a nine line poem with nine syllables in the first line and one less syllable is each following line, until you get to the last line with one syllable.  So all total there are 45 syllables in this poem.  I had to add up the
line totals several times, and in several ways to make sure 45 was the number.  Now, I hope I counted my lines correctly.  If not, please let me know so I can fix it.

The grapefruit tree hangs with yellow suns.
Waxy, white blossoms scent
the air and bees pollinate.
Their buzz fills the branches.
Each healthy round globe,
two juicy halves,
I slice for
breakfast
sweets.


    I love the names of some of the grapefruit, ruby red, Texas pink, Inca gold and Indian river.  When I was young, I thought the taste was sour, but I have discovered that fresh grapefruit is sweet.  Sitting on a grocer's shelf is what makes the taste sour.  Can you try writing your own nonet today?  Or try writing a poem about grapefruit.  Have fun.

The Avacado

An avocado grew at the top of the tree,

wondering what his life would be.

Each day he watched the sun pass by

as he grew up toward the sky.

His skin grew thick and shiny black

he started to droop and fell back.

He saw birds perch and start to swarm,

he didn't want holes in his perfect form.

His limb began to stretch down, down

and the avocado bent toward the ground.

Finally the avocado shouted out  Wheee!

As he jumped off from that tree.

Can you hear him singing, Ole, Ole,

as he gets smashed for guacamole?

      Oh dear, I'm being silly again.  I couldn't think what to write about, but I have some potato stickers Debbie Ohi sent me from the book she illustrated--I'M BORED.   Debbie gives personality to a potato, and the stickers say "Power to the Potato."  I think you're lucky I didn't spring a potato poem on you today.  But a grocery ad from the newspaper was sitting right here with jumbo Hass avocados on sale for 99 cents.  (It was a toss up between the avocado and the grapefruit--same price.)  I thought I'd have more fun trying to rhyme that "o" on the end of avocado.  But then look what I did.  I put avocado in the middle of lines so I didn't have to rhyme.  But I did like rhyming "Ole" with guacamole.
OK, here is your challenge for today, can you write a poem about a fruit or vegetable?  Have fun.  I'd love to see your creations in the comments below.

Poetry Friday is being hosted today at MAINELY WRITE.