In The Fruit And Veg Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Fruit And Veg



Knocking you listen
to the sound
that a watermelon makes
to test if it is ripe

and I wipe the smile form my face,
trying to look sincere
and the whole of Fruit and Veg is filled
with shoppers, adoring ripe fruit and vegetables
crowding around some places with special offers
like a great vast congregation
gathered in the temple of a god

and tonight you will again
make your great fruit salad
with chopped and sliced mangoes,
papaw, sweet melon, some squeezed orange juice
and grapes
and maybe this afternoon
we will eat the watermelon
in the shade next to the swimming pool.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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