My Kingdom for a Cherry

[Sir_Nigel]

My Kingdom for a Cherry

 

At first you appeared so tempting and ripe, and I longed to devour your flesh.

But at home you were quite disappointing and plain, you were bland when you should have been fresh.

 

It was small consolation to gob out your stones and score hits on the patio pots.

Though I dreamt of the big brass spittoon I would buy to give proof of my accurate shots.

 

I searched for some lingering vestige of taste as I sucked out the faint hints of flavour.

Why was your essence so formless and vague, why was there nothing to savour?

 

Were you stacked in a warehouse to be sorted and cleaned, and then left for a week in the freezer?

Were you defrosted, re-frosted, packaged and chilled by a Pole or some similar geezer?

 

Why did the ******** do this to you? You were perfectly fine in your field.

But they pumped you and sprayed you and forced you to grow, for the sake of a lucrative yield.

 

My mind drifted back to a market in Spain where I once found the fruit of my dreams.

Here tubby black widows bought slippers and pants, stuffed olives and ripe aubergines.

 

On a fruit and veg stall stood a rough looking bloke, with a wild grey moustache and a fag.

I bought from him luscious fat handfuls of cherries packed up in a brown paper bag.

 

They were heaving with flavour and dripping with juice and I knew this was how they should be.

So I scoffed them all down in the space of an hour and spat all the stones in the sea.

 

You might want some meaningful point to conclude – a cherry-based proverb or two,

But I’m just jotting down what goes on in my head - that’s all that I wanted to do.

[pattricia]

What colourful poetry.

[Sir_Nigel]

Thank you Patricia for your three word but kindly meant review.

 

By way of thanks here’s a little haiku poem for you.

 

Patricia looks like

Nigella Lawson if you

squint and close one eye.

[scribe]

Sir Nigel .I think you should be crowned forum poet very witty .I thought MORRISONS were going to get a mention somewhere .

[pattricia]

Thank you Patricia for your three word but kindly meant review.

 

By way of thanks here’s a little haiku poem for you.

 

Patricia looks like

Nigella Lawson if you

squint and close one eye.

 

Sir Nigel, thank you for your compliment.

[Sir_Nigel]

‘Sir Nigel .I think you should be crowned forum poet very witty.’

 

I gratefully accept the position of Forum Poet and the official Summer palace and annuity of £100,000 a year that goes with it. In celebration of my appointment let there be a bushel of corn for every man and a fresh goose for every woman. There shall also be day of celebration with dancing, revelry and ode-reading.

 

Thank You.

 

You may now kiss my ring.

[elora*]

excellent

[scribe]

Sir ,i have never kissed any ones ring ugggggggggggggggggg

[shoeshine]

Sir_Nigel, my man

We'll try all we can

To suitably house you in splendour

But the best we could do

Is a wreck of a van

We've bought from a Spanish Fruit Vendor!

[Sir_Nigel]

Shoeshine old bean

Are you trying to demean?

To offend and affront me this way?

To voice my displeasure

I’ll devote all my leisure

To writing poems that don’t really scan properly.