Metaphor Fruit Poems

I see words, and they see me 
It’s true they are sentient, quite
But they will never see the light 
of my world through my loins

They...

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haiku contest 
sponsor : Tania Kitchin
submission: 26/5/25

  mango

sun kissed blessed fell
tough smooth skin blade slashed, dripping ~ 
rip hair juicy sweet  
...

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An orb held in palm,
green and red glistening moon,
a sweet forever....

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We are juicy fruits,
flowing with sweet liberty;
drowning oppression:-

Nothing beats sweet love;
love’s the fruit of our spirit’s
sweet liberation:-

Bitter oppression
meets new raisins in the sun;
liberty preserved:-
...

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Present cold damp days will soon be gone;
Fresh blooming flowers will soon return;
Squirrels and trees no longer apart and alone;
And we’ll be happy out there...

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As poetic fruits,
Let us be stones of oneness;
Pillars of its words:-

Just as in nature,
life has its seasonal times–
constructing our growth:-

As is its nature,
Life has its...

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“Would you rather be an apple or an orange?”

An orange:
To be chipped at,
Peeled away piece by piece
To be ripped open,
Every fragment that makes up your...

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Forbidden fruit, 
I cannot resist you.
I reach for you,
but shouldn't touch.
Let me trace my fingers over
Your skin, every inch.
Let me take just one bite,
I know...

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You will know a tree
By its fruit
You will know the fruit
By its tree
A good tree will
Produce good fruit
A bad tree will
Produce bad fruit
A good fruit...

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Things aren't the same anymore
There's nothing to account for
I wish there was a painless way to end things
I wish you no longer had access to...

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The tongue of the serpent speaks
Of forbidden fruit and lust
And the fruit of the tree is plucked
For the hand of man is weak

One bite of...

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Starting quite fragile, wet, bright and agile,
it met the first test of it’s life.
Death promptly flew down, pecked at the ground, 
a beak that glints...

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Berry, berry
Quite contrary
How do you grow? 

Berry, berry
Quite contrary
Many would like to know

Down in Georgia,  way down
Two trees stood on the ground

One weighed down...

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In the winter of my years, stands my barren tree
Its leaves stripped by autumnal winds
Against hope, it had one life left to give
I blew a...

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jambo flowers falls from the red tree
it even resemble as it blooms, bolshevik
the whole street -painted carmine





ps   Obsolete form of jambul.
  ...

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