RDP Thursday: PLUM
I want to be sweet
supple
I want to shine and I want people to paint pictures of me
to create recipes that feature me
to sit under my tree and dream and freak out when the yellow jackets
start to buzz around their faces
I want artists to draw me
and I want to have my likeness stitched on fancy underwear
I want to be prized by Vegans and Wiccans
and celebrated at their altars and their restaurants named
after their Dogs and Gods.
I want to be a plum
I wanted to be devoured
and swallowed,baked and stewed and candied
and in the end I hope you devour so much of me
you spend hours upon hours in the littlest room in the house.
Great poem, Anita. Quite stirring. 🙂 I loved the ending too.
Plums will do that to your tummy!
I know. 😄
😂. Awesome. Love the ending.
Poopy endings are a giggle