Rotting Fruit

They ignored the name, blood orange,
plucked it from apples in the bin
and then they were surprised.
Layer after layer peeled away
through pock marked rind
through white pith,
only to reveal a rotten core.

They chose the brightest orange one
mr. jack-o-lantern
pre-carved, with the biggest grin.
Set it out for all to see.
Surrounded with goblins,
they left it on the porch too long.

Rot and mold began to take its toll.
They watched in great dismay
as it slumped and caved
into a misshapen ugly thing,
far earlier than the target night
it was expected to shine.



9 thoughts on “Rotting Fruit

  1. Brian October 16, 2016 / 9:11 am

    Had a good laugh at the visual image, then remembered, many will still choose the rotted fruit.

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    • lillian October 16, 2016 / 9:36 am

      Sadly so….but hoping enought will recognize the rotting fruit for what it is.


  2. jengarynewadventures October 16, 2016 / 10:07 am

    Made me remember being a little girl and my mom teaching me to pick fruit that did not look so pretty because she said it was ready to be eaten right then and that the smell would be like you had just cut in to it. Your story just made me smile with sweet memories, thank you :)) Jen

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    • lillian October 16, 2016 / 5:46 pm

      Oh yeah….you got the reference. Metaphorical without naming the man.


      • ladynyo October 16, 2016 / 6:22 pm

        That was great, Lillian! I am so sick of the present American politics. What an embarrassment on both sides. Ugh. That’s why I’m voting for my stray cat Stripy. And the face of the rotting pumpkin looks like Trump. LOL! Ah….stupidity and evil in the same carriage.

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