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Of Onions and Peaches

Unwrap an onion and find beneath the layers nothing but tears. While the peach beneath the fuzz and the succulent flesh yields a hard but sometime fertile stone to carry the future

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Romella Kitchens

Date: 3/17/2014 1:52:00 PM

In one of my blues poems I wrote "Love is like an onion. Keeps me crying all the time."

D.W. Rodgers
Date: 3/17/2014 2:25:00 PM

So true - thanks for reading and commenting

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/27/2014 10:18:00 AM

A clever write.

Karen Ruff

Date: 1/21/2014 9:35:00 PM

Yup. Did you ever try growing one. I have a son who gets a kick out of seeing how many different kinds of seeds he can coax into growing. He has grown avacado, lemon, apples, peach, orange seeds, and acorns. Cool, actually.

D.W. Rodgers
Date: 1/21/2014 10:07:00 PM

Cool, and thanks for reading. We've occasionally had them germinate from our compost but never grown. We do grw\ow onions, leeks and garlic.