Frank Bana


Sweet And Ripe The Avocado - Poem by Frank Bana

Ripeness is all. From which vantage
To view this curving orb
Tapered to a finely rounded waist?

Honey mustard, soy sauce
Combined and smeared on inner flesh
Yielding up its most exquisite taste.

The largest I have known
Are grown in Swaziland, each one a feast
An entree made of firm and fibrous fruit

Berries maturing on the tree
Fall hard and heavy to the hand
Potent pear of high and low repute

Avocado in my bowl
Provocative, the dark presence among
The oranges that brighten up the room

I wait for you to soften
A little more each day, becoming
Sweet and ripe and ready to consume.


Comments about Sweet And Ripe The Avocado by Frank Bana

  • (7/18/2007 10:25:00 AM)


    Avocados are not for me but this poem is. It is almost erotic in the reading... Excellent, Frank.

    Love, Fran xx
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  • (7/18/2007 9:02:00 AM)


    Mmm... yum yum! You have my mouth watering here Frank! I prefer mine to be smeared in sweet chilli sauce.... though whatever the sauce the flesh is divine! Scrumptious write dear Frank. Hope you're having a good day today! HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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