Appeal to a Peel

Appeal to a Peel

A Poem by Andrew John
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Freeverse

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The bite was a crunch.

So wonderful!

One᾽s teeth could do that kind of thing.

 

Some later bites, performed with age,

cause pain, so awful, so dreadful!

One᾽s bites can do that kind of thing.

 

But what was peel,

that part of the crunch and the munch?

Peeled off now, and thrown away.

 

Yet apples remain apples,

taste remains taste.

What is this thing called ever?



(12 Dec 2023)

© 2023 Andrew John


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Ahh, I remember the juicy crunch of a red delicious in my younger days, that were somehow darker red and well, deliciouser.
This thing called ever will drag on a bit long for me though, so I'll just grab an early night and be ready for the reaper with my best pyjamas and slippers and wish you well in that ever thing, how ever it works out! 😊

Posted 11 Months Ago


Andrew John

11 Months Ago

Ah, thank you, Lorry. And enjoy that crunch, that munch, whatever you have for lunch.
Indeed, what is this thing called ever. Some apples aren’t delicious. Some are sharp and some are positively rotten to the core. There’s a whole lot more to this poem between the lines without even mentioning teeth and aging.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Andrew John

1 Year Ago

Oh, munch, crunch, and I do have a hunch (well, I do rather need some lunch). Thanks, Chris.

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