Tom Hyam Poet Quintain (English)

My Vastly Underrated Pear

We all enjoy the apple, grape and cherry
We all eat the orange, as if it was air
We never forget our favorite berry
But what about the bulging pear?

As I remove the banana from the cut glass
I leave my poor little pear
like countless others, in this worldwide farce
It lies alone in its cut glass lair

I taste the banana, long, firm, almost white
But I see it's mournful green spotted eye
I have finally realized the lonesome plight
Like some old, forgotten half baked pie

I place the Banana down upon the table
and I grip my long forgotten Pear
Like a scene from an old story or fable
I engage the fruit in my lustful stare

I pierce the skin with my long sharp teeth
I hold the fruit, now naked and bare
I re-discover the joy that lied beneath
I am sorry, my vastly underrated pear.

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Francine Roberts March 11, 2013 at 10:42 AM soup mail

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl February 3, 2013 at 12:54 PM Congratulations on your winning spot xx Tom Hyam March 7, 2013 at 4:06 AM Thankyou Mandy, you truely are a Golden Girl.

Poet Destroyer A February 1, 2013 at 7:29 PM Tom,Congratulations on a job well done. Enjoyed the cute and beautiful baby poems. I hope you do not mind that I embraced the amusement of this contest with my 13 year old son. Always and forever ~ LINDA Tom Hyam March 7, 2013 at 4:07 AM Thankyou Linda, I hope you and your 13 year old enjoyed my meandering mind and soul.

George Oxbury February 8, 2012 at 10:46 AM Oh Tom. You never fail to make me laugh.

Carol Sunshine Brown January 30, 2012 at 8:46 AM Thank you for sharing apart of yourself with us in your poetry Tom. Love, Carol

Shirley Long January 29, 2012 at 3:35 PM That was fantastic, the way in which you decribe how the pear was as if it was the forbidden fruit, you never had a desire for it, but in the end oh how so sweet! it had favor galore, something you did not expect. I loved this poem, it was well-written.