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Mmmmm Mmmm Mmmm Yummy!/Ode To a Tomato

Just chewing a FRESH tomato
from off my potted plant
babied it all winter long
mmmmmm tastey
in a trance

sucking my teeth
smacking my lips
getting every DE LI CI OUS morsel
the mayonnaise has graced the space
between the bready foursome!

Just chewing a RIPE tomato
grew all by myself
lickin’ all the juicy juice
off my salt fingered self!

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Debbie Guzzi

September 23, 2009 at 7:45 PM

Gah! line 5 was supposed to be TRANCE!

James Marshall Goff

September 23, 2009 at 7:43 PM

thanks for your comments on 'Babe' Deb!... your story broke my heart... jim

James Fraser

September 23, 2009 at 3:56 PM

Tasty, tasty - very very tasty. McYummy poem Deborah>>James

Moonbee Canady

September 23, 2009 at 1:25 PM

Oh Girl... and you didn't invite me... (smile) let's see... I see a bacon, letter and oh yeah... Deborah's Prize Winning Tomato Sandwich... Succulent Poem, this One... MoonBee

Gert W. Knop

September 23, 2009 at 2:37 AM

This is mouth watering, Deborah! I do love fresh tomatoes with onion or garlic, pepper and salt or a a fresh salad with olive oil and vinegar. Thank you for your comment. Keep writing...Gert

Yoni Dvorkis

September 22, 2009 at 12:04 PM

ah but the salt makes it a fivesome no? 2 breads, mayo, salt, and the star of the show. Hope it was an heirloom tomato, those things are so friggin' good. And I usually hate tomatoes...except when they're ketchup and covering a huge pile of FRESH french fries...:)

James Marshall Goff

September 22, 2009 at 3:19 AM

yes! it is that time! Deb...I just poached, skinned and froze 2- gallons of fresh tomatoes for "winter use"....hope to put up 10 -12 gl. 'fore I'm done! ....family likes my homemade 5-alarm chili and assorted Italian-Sauces!......oh.....finished my poem!

John Freeman

September 21, 2009 at 7:40 PM

Sounds good, like a delicious treat, of self produced, goodness, Deb. I love tomatoes. Sincerely Moses

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

September 21, 2009 at 12:28 PM

Love it!!! Deb. There's NO tomato like a home grown tomato!!! I enjoyed this write. Love to you. Dane

Trudy Diane Rider

September 20, 2009 at 10:03 AM

This is excelent, I remember stealing cherry tomatoes frm my mothers garden and how mad she'd get to find to find her prizes gone, and now that I;ve grown, I understand, then it was the just wonderful taste of the sun warmed juices running down my throat. Thank you also for your recent comments and wellness for my husband and his poem. He is amazed at the ourpouring of affection and comments on his poem. Thank you. ~Trudy~

Robin L. Gass

September 19, 2009 at 8:27 PM

Excellent tribute to the tomato, my friend! Here's to enjoying the fruits of your labor! Thank you for all the support and words of wisdom you give! Love ya! Robin

Constance La France

September 19, 2009 at 5:28 PM

Listen... I waited for those tomatoes all summer.. checking them daily... dreaming of doing exactly what your poem describes.. but the squirrels beat me to it... I never knew squirrels were interested in tomatoe's..your poem is so much fun...