Short Overripe Poems
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Peach
Ripe, skinless
Talking, pearling, tattling
Ever so overripe
Dish
7/10/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Ripe Mangos
overripe mangos
falling from a pregnant tree-
worms ready for feast
I see a cherry without a stem;
you see an iron-dusted planet
, so where is the common ground? An overripe tomato?
I think it's time to leave.
There once was a young man, called Jack Leach,
Who fell asleep, on a nudist beach.
But the sun and fresh air,
Soon scorched his derrière.
Now it looks like, an overripe peach.
.
Carrots are not good for you
nor is Ovaltine
Beets can make your urine stink
Purple onions make you mean
Grapefruit's too acidic
raw eggs can make you loose
Give a kid an overripe peach
~ 15 years for child abuse
Unzipping an overripe banana,
fingers squished into redolent shush,
black skin dripping off the soft stem.
I might have to eat this with a spoon,
a banana is a berry,
I think of this
as I wipe sticky lips,
and taste that time-sweetened wine.
Leaves
fallen
in lovely
fading colors
Light snow is flying
the year fast receding
now that harvest days are gone
Baby bluebirds have grown and flown
It's the beautiful, natural way
Written on 11/7/2022
For: A November Nonet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
A sweetness comes with age,
like fruit that’s overripe
A Poet then a Sage,
on this journey into night
A wish distilled from all regret,
its seeds to be re-sewn
A sweetness comes with age,
that buried youth could never know
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2016)
snow rain purple leaves
foam crested waves returning
black night coming down
cardinal landing
shooting star on twilight sky
blooms after summer
overripe berries
beautiful sunset goodbye
splashing waterfalls
avalanche starting
butterflies settling on blooms
weeping willow tears
Miss Jenny Lee ran after afterlife
Life was a boat full of fruits overripe
So, Jenny Lee jumped
To the heap, she bumped
And ate up all fruits and began to gripe
dark smell of
chlorophyll
overripe
mangoes
to a pulp
crush on
the golden strands
virgin fingers
entrap
kindness is a journey
through the burnt
fields of poppy
encircling the
ruined temples
of passionate
love
her rivers reach
into
deep lakes of
wants
under the
calm surface
of peace
Form:
An Original Idea
Self Reference
Is Dumb.
Or DONE!
"Yeah, say it like that."
Oh, shut up,
You're just trying to
Be WeIrD...
And it's Not
Even
That,
It's Passe,
Or Pompous,
Or Overripe and Trite.
Make it LOOK DIFFERENT>>>>
Oh, Thanks,
That's not even
Allowed. (ALOUD!)
Yes it is.
Why Do I Want You So Much?
ANY-WAY???
-Gray Squirrel
05-03-2024
Autumn’s rumor
is spread in turning trees,
revealed like stains
on hems
of far Missouri hills.
Few search
or care or know
your soft fruit—
few dare taste
tart sweetness—
trouble
to spoon aside
infestations
of seeds.
Like seasons,
they go to waste—
not savored,
unused, unappreciated—
burled relatives,
overripe pawpaws
past remembering,
lingering
as age spots of early fog
on winter’s
stern harvest.
I shake my head like a dog
that just crawled out of a pond;
with gratified grunts I stretch,
struggling to yawn away
sweet seductions
of sleep
from groggy bottles
deep.
Bone weary, dry mouth, dusty,
muscles aching, stomach souring,
whiff of stale beer in my breath;
like an overripe banana I wilt,
and, yeah, it surprises me
not
that I feel rotten, stinking
a lot.