Sapodilla, your silly-sweet, brown, seasonal
Madness would enslave me but for the reticence
Of your scarceness. Sap so sweet, smell exotic,
Almost erotic. The lady with the tray
Outside the market allows me to feel and squeeze
Her sapodillas, gently of course, for the
Softness of their ripeness. Impatient as I am,
I would squeeze one now, carefully, till it opens wow
To my nose and eyes and mouth to partake of
Smooth, brown, sapodilla sweetness and you would hear
My soft mmms and ooohs and aaahs of satisfaction,
Savouring fruit-flesh while saving seeds for future
Sapodillas' silly-sweet, brown, seasonal
Madness to captivate new generations
Of softly squeezing lovers of sapodillas...
Copyright ©2011 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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