#NaPoWriMo2016 | Day 5 of 30. #125. Floetry by JulietKego: Her Tomatoes

Poems about Tomatoes NaPoWriMo Floetry by JulietKego

Sometimes, a toto tomato
is not a flaming reddish hue
because she is ripe
and ready for plucking…
Sometimes, she’s bleeding
from the inside
and it stains her life;
bruises her skin…

Her colours change
(like weathered ivory or fish
split open and bared,
punished by uncaring sons suns)

Her seeds darken
because of all the hungry,
dirty, harsh hands
that ywanked at her;
squeezed,
pricked, pierced
and fondled her,
into a forced,
rude ripening
of a dead awakening…

(C) Juliet ‘Kego Ume-Onyido

 

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And now, our (optional, as always) daily prompt! April is a time for planting things (at least where I am, in Washington DC – you may still be waiting for spring, or well into some other season!) At any rate, I’ve recently been paging through seed catalogs, many of which feature “heirloom” seeds with fabulous names. Consider the “Old Ivory Egg” tomato, the “Ozark Razorback” or “Fast Lady” cow-pea, “Neal’s Paymaster” dent corn, or the “Tongues of Fire” bush bean. Today, I challenge you to spend some time looking at the names of heirloom plants, and write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of, one or more of these garden rarities. To help you out, here are links to the Southern Exposure Seed Exchange and the Baker Creek Seed Company. Also, here’s a hint – tomatoes seem to be prime territory for elaborate names. And who knows, maybe you’ll even find something to plant in your garden! Happy writing!

#RandomMusings On that matter of letting go and living YOUR Life!

Fearless living

You wake up one day and you stop worrying…..about everything and everyone. Things you can’t control? The crappy stuff from other people? Opinions and judgments that you didn’t ask for? You look at life and say Fu*k it! I’m just going to LIVE. Period! My way. Period! Do me. Period! No explanations. Period!

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Writing Masterclass: Nobel Laureate Derek Walcott’s Love After Love

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Love After Love by Derek Walcott (As read by Actor Tom Hiddleston)

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

(c) Derek Walcott

#79. A Grandmother’s Whispers

‘Child, face your fears and embrace your power,

pursue your passions and follow your purpose

have a date with destiny, dare to grab your dreams

Even when you derail, rise and get back on your path

Revel in only whom and what make your soul sing

and beam with joy, with light and with love’s delight…’

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#67. And We Bore Witness to a Birth and a Death…

When they’re cloaked, they do seem so far apart.

But today, I saw them both seated

side by side; a birth and a death.

Different, yet same, when unsheathed.

And in the sacred, solemn hour,

down the corridors of death,

in a room with walls dark and grey,

we sat and held cold, feeble, tired hands.

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