May 17, 2009

Poetry Sunday




A Taste of Ourselves


Avocado firm
Stubborn
Avocado soft
Responsible

Blue berries
We keep our distance
Raspberries
We kiss

Pineapple
Rough and tender times

Guava in frosted January
When we care

Cherries
Cheers
A misconception

Green olives or Pistachios
I couldn’t decide
She left

© 2009 Khaled KE Mahmoud

15 comments:

Shadow on May 17, 2009 8:31 AM said...

the similes are amazing!!!

Catvibe on May 17, 2009 9:52 AM said...

I just left a comment a minute ago but it got sliced up and eaten I think. I am so happy to see a poem of yours, I have missed you so.... I love this poem, especially the avocado, and the last stanza cries in pain. Yet so good to see the fruits of your creative efforts once again.

Linda S. Socha on May 17, 2009 12:54 PM said...

I love this one....It weaves in and out of my thoughts and creates a wondering
Linda

Heidi on May 17, 2009 4:41 PM said...

Oh, I really liked this. It's good to read your craft again!

Kay on May 17, 2009 4:42 PM said...

how creative, I love the ending, very unexpected; until you read again...

Brosreview on May 17, 2009 11:40 PM said...

Intelligent!!! Very well-written Khaled!!! Nice to read your work. You've kept me waiting for very long now.

Alexandra Garland on May 18, 2009 12:32 AM said...

Beautiful and Sweet!! It almost appears like lovers' game... Hope she came back... Love to see one of yours Khaled!!
-Alex

Jenny Enochsson on May 18, 2009 6:41 AM said...

Hi Khaled,

What a lovely and original idea, to tell a poem narrative through fruit and berries! Refreshing.

Thank you for visiting my blog. It is truely nice to make your acquaintance. I am a follower of your blog henceforth.

Best regards,

Jenny

Printemps on May 18, 2009 6:59 AM said...

Good taste!

Anairam on May 18, 2009 2:02 PM said...

This is a curious poem - I don't really understand it but I love the images of fruit, I can taste them - the rich and satisfying avocado, sweet berries, the tart taste of pineapple, and guava, which I use to scent my home, but don't really like the taste of. And then the olive, green, different, slightly bitter, the odd one out. Different aspects of a relationship?

Susana on May 19, 2009 3:19 PM said...

Hey Khaled! Long time no see! Beautiful poem and very sweet and human. I like it very much!

A New Beginning on May 19, 2009 11:56 PM said...

Hi!You have a great blog here and I really likes how you moulded your poem so beautifully!Keep up!All the very best to you.
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judith ellis on May 24, 2009 8:14 PM said...

Khaled - I am smiling the best smile right now. This poem is just so incredibly beautiful. Delicious. Thank you, friend.

Abbey on May 26, 2009 2:38 AM said...

beautifully done Khaled, a fruit salad for the senses and left me a little curious for more :)

LORENZO on May 31, 2009 8:52 AM said...

KK-
Relationship gone from smooth,to sweet, to salty...I had a friend once who said, "every poem should have food in it". Hope all is well, LL