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Avocados

Avocado’s rough exterior skin Belies the beauty contained within. Smooth and green with the texture and Taste of God’s most nourishing delight. Certain souls compare in this way.

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Paul Callus

Date: 2/26/2017 9:28:00 AM

I decided to take a peep in your older poems, Connie, and this did not disappoint! Enjoyed the comparison, and it is important to seek hidden beauty. // I only tried avocados once (I was told they good help get rid of bad cholesterol) but it did not agree with me and I had pain and trouble breathing. ~ Regards // paul

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 1/9/2016 5:17:00 PM

G'day Connie ... a wise adage here in your poem. I like to think of avocados as being a vegetarians butter - thank you Connie - Lindsay

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/16/2013 3:45:00 PM

connie, check out the contest page. Your Constanza is being featured by Craig!!!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/2/2013 8:57:00 AM

this is a sweet one to return to. I think they are fruits, right? Connie, glad you enjoyed my trijan refrain again. It's a good thing I had not posted that one here before because it was the perfect fit for the contest~ have a great monday~~

Simone Segal

Date: 3/22/2010 4:12:00 AM

Lovely poem, beauty shines from the inside out! love Simone

Jimmy Anderson

Date: 3/16/2010 4:05:00 PM

Hey Connie, Thnx for reading and commenting on my piece.....I've asked Audrey to post this comment for me...Jimmy

David Byrne

Date: 3/15/2010 9:58:00 PM

Nice disection!

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 3/15/2010 6:23:00 PM

I used to despise them but kept trying and ended up loving them. Fresh cut slices in cool crisp salads garnished with tomatoes and grated veggies and almond slices, laced with freshly ground pepper....... And lets not forget Guacamole w/hint of lemon lime and fresh garlic on chips ...... woops.. sorry gettin carried away there Connie! obviously a tantalizing write! :)- Hungry now..Robert

Daver Austin

Date: 3/15/2010 5:58:00 AM

My son hated avocados, but he would love your truth revealed. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/14/2010 10:51:00 PM

Can't find any other poems I have not responded to already. Just to write you one last note thanks for all your comments tonight. And Celestial Boon was one I did many years ago. It got last place in a shadowINk book but I had to rework the last two lines to make it fit the "tag" game ending with "I am a poet" haha. LUv, Andrea

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/14/2010 10:47:00 PM

Yes, this one is really good, Connie. I'm glad you posted it so that everyone can see you at your best. Truth and imagery combined is the best of poetry. Luv ya andrea

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 3/14/2010 8:14:00 PM

Im in love with this piece..to my favs..BG

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 3/14/2010 5:30:00 PM

Excellent .. your lines are poignant and perfect too.. that last line is a masterpiece... another fav ..luv.. Linda-Marie

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/14/2010 5:07:00 PM

I agree with this write totally sometimes we find a jewel in the most unlikely of housing..Sometimes there is a jewel within that needs to come forth and shine on the exterior.. Keep the creative pen flowing..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work "Butterfly"..I am glad that you are familiar with the butterfly..It is amazing how the profile of the dog is on each wing in that bright Sunflower yellow..Sara

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 3/14/2010 4:51:00 PM

yep--beauty is skin deep

Thomas Kurdyla

Date: 3/14/2010 4:36:00 PM

Connie, Whenever I'm confronted with an absurdity I usually cry... Then I'm an avocado, but not in the sense you present here! Thank you for this piece of loveliness! Tom

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/14/2010 2:14:00 PM

Delightful comparison of people to avocados, Connie! Some of those who have the roughest exteriors are all soft and warm inside. I have a special friend this describes perfectly. Enjoyed your poem! Love, Carolyn