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Bri Edwards

Veteran Poet - 2,956 Points (some time ago / Earth, i believe)

A Bored Apple Seed............[Humor, i hope]


While sitting in our screen house I spit out one apple seed.
You'd think it would be grateful since from my mouth it had been freed.
But no, you ungrateful seed. Instead you turned and looked at me,
a frown upon your face, indeed!
You landed upon a white-painted floor plank, a few feet from the ground.
From there you saw trees and grass and bushes all around.
Perhaps you wished you had feet so you could find a spot,
to sprout your stuff, instead of sitting idle, a seed without a pot.

[Or maybe you spied my bird feeders, stocked with sunflower and nyjer seed.
To them the titmice and chickadees, and goldfinches come to feed.
Could you possibly wish, if you could not sprout, ......
to be eaten by a bird and vanish....... until the bird poops you out? ]

Where you landed it does not get wet, and you cannot reach the soil.
You look now so unhappy; I think your apple anger is about to boil.
I suppose the least I could do is give you a big kick,
and knock you off the flooring, onto fertile ground, to grow into a stick.

[But I DIDN'T and now another week's gone by.]

I'm back, my little apple seed, and as I settle into my chair,
I notice a marked change in your appearance that last week wasn't there.
You no longer frown nor even look at me, sadness and anger are no longer shown,
but instead you're just a bored apple seed, like many other seeds I have known.


(Nov.2012)

Submitted: Saturday, December 01, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 28, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

the idea came to me after i DID spit an apple seed onto the white-painted plank (or 'board', but i did not want to use board in the poem with 'bored') flooring. i did abandon it and don't really know what became of it. how unthinking of me!
p.s. it is now four months later and i made two tiny changes to the poem. i am resubmitting this poem today (april 2013) just to see if it gets put in 'new poems' section and looked at by someone.

a year after submitting, i reread and found several errors! could it have been MY poor proofreading? i also have decided that an alternate ending would be 'like many other seeds, which from my mouth i've thrown (or blown) .' :)

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  • Gold Star - 13,283 Points John Westlake (9/1/2014 7:30:00 PM)

    Poor seed. I normally end about swallowing the seeds as I can't be bothered to spit them out. I would laugh if one actually did escape from my belly. But thankfully it's never happened. (Report) Reply

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