We'Ve Gone Bananas This Week......[fruit; Groceries; Personal] Poem by Bri Edwards

We'Ve Gone Bananas This Week......[fruit; Groceries; Personal]



There are at least ten types of fruit trees growing here and there in our city,
but as far as I've been able to tell, there are no banana trees. What a pity!
But to look in our home this week, you'd think we had a tree in our own yard.
We've got long and short bananas; ....some are quite firm, while some are much less hard.

Why, you ask, is there a plethora of this tropic fruit in our house right now.
I have a simple explanation and I shall explain it to you now.

I guess I bought the first bunch in our town's downtown grocery store.
Then, there a few days later, they had some 99 cents-a-bag ones, so I bought some more.
Then my wife, at another store, picked up a big bunch which is a little green.
Luckily I can easily eat two or three a day, as I'm a banana-eater, mean.

(Nov.2012)

[note: 'mean' is used here as a slang adjective, meaning 'excellent; skillful]

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the story is true. some are almost too soft today. don't worry; none will go to waste (well, actually, due to the digestive process, much of the bananas WILL go to 'waste'....understand?) .
until a few years ago i had the wrong impression that the word 'plethora' meant an inadequate number of something. i had it backwards!
for those of you who keep lists: the 'ten' are orange, grapefruit (see my poem 'picking grapefruits') , lemon, a few apples, a couple of pear trees i know about, plum, fig, pomegranate, cherry, and 'don't-know-the-name-but-my-wife-says-she-does-know-it fruit.

to 'go bananas' can mean to 'go crazy', 'go 'overboard'', or 'be really goofy'.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Jani 23 June 2014

Nice poem which defies the ways of poetry or you may call it stepping out of the box

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Kanav Justa 28 December 2012

No banana tree at your city.... what a pity... haha

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