Writing Prompt

The curve of my thumb digs into the rind,

Crescent shaped wounds leaking saccharine juice,

It runs in rivulets down my fingers.

I peel back the skin,

Exposing the delicate segments.

Gently, I crack open the flesh,

Cradling the two halves like a heart in my hands.

The peices disappear,

One by one,

Until all I am left with are hands,

Stained with the smell of tangerines....

Bitter juice seeps out of yellow flesh

A vile taste reaps stinging wounds afresh

You cut your tongue on your acid words

And yet I'm the problem? That's absurd

But of course once the hate is all squeezed out

You're completely sweet, feigning innocence, as if this is just merely a bout

And I guess you need extra ingredients to polish off personalities

Personally, I don't see how sugar-coated lies co...

In a world so fruity, filled with love and cheer,

Let me paint a picture, of those I hold dear.

Taylor, like a pineapple, stands tall and strong,

Sweet on the inside, with a vibrant throng.

Savanna, oh raspberries, so delicate and sweet,

Each little bite, a moment so fleet.

Angelica, like grapes, in clusters she shines,

Bringing joy and laughter, like cherished wines.

Chad, a mango, exotic and r...

The girl in the mirror

Like cherry in pie

Indulgent, sweet and purely heaven

For those who like cherry

The crust by itself

The reflection holds it’s own

It’s less desirable

Dry, crispy and crumbling

The purpose of freshly squeezed juice

More pure than the artificial drinks

Like the temptation of the apple

Whether red or green is preferred

The girl stares deep into her darkened eyes

Reflected,...

Red and delicious

Tempting and sweet

Wanting but suspicious

Too good to eat

There for the picking

Ripe and divine

But will you trick me

The great sublime

Evil before her

She fails the test

Yes, she can see

But can the rest

The apple was pure

The Garden of Eden

Eve was demure

Too blind to see him

Tessa🦋...

As of today’s date

It is with great aplomb

That I blow a raspberry

Toward the C-suite

And quit my job as

VP of Sales

When I graduated from

Carnegie Melon

You cherry-picked me

From a sublime list of

Candidates

For a peachy job

But it as become appearant

That this place is bananas

And that the currant

Leadership is as corrupt as

Marion Berry’s administration

The cash you make off our backs

Is e...

White tarnish on their purple skins.

When you taste one, it’s bitterness

that moves you.

Better to boil them, souse them

with cold spirit, hide them in the drawer

you rarely open.

Until you want to know what it’s like

this taint of autumn and you drain

their ghosts into a ice-ringed glass....

Apple of my eye

That tart raspberry tongue with

rosey cherry cheeks...

A bowl of fruit sits atop a polished mahogany table. The fruits are glossy and unblemished. It is an inviting scene. Excitedly, I stride forwards, eager to taste the sweet flavours and juices contained by each fruit. I reach out, my fingers closing around the smooth exterior of a chartreuse-green apple, and lift it to my mouth. I close my eyes, ready to savour the delicious sweetness, and take a b...

Goat’s milk suckled Zeus

broke off Cornucopia.

Unending plenty

from Zeus, her fostered god King,

on Crete’s Mount Ida hidden....