"Still Life with Fruit," Severin Roesen, 1852. iPhone image by M. Bednar.
When none of the fruit was forbidden,
I tasted as I pleased,
but none of it pleased me.
It was too easy.
And when some of the fruit was forbidden,
I got tangled in my choice
for the choicest piece
and couldn't eat.
But when all of the fruit was forbidden,
I fell fast to the feast.
More left me hungry.
Less left me replete
and choking to chew and swallow
another sickly sweet
seed and slice
of rich, ripe vice.
I'm no wiser than Eve.
For Margaret's Artistic Interpretations prompt at Real Toads
14 comments:
Ah, yes!! The forbidden fruit! Will fool us every time!! Have a great weekend!
Yes everybody knows that forbidden fruit tastes the best.. I think it's about being human..
Yes everybody knows that forbidden fruit tastes the best.. I think it's about being human..
Oh, this is so clever, MZ. How the words trip from the invisible tongue and fall into our hands like ripe seeds - a little tart but very satisfying.
I think the problem lies with those who make the determination of what is forbidden or not. Who died and made them sheriff?
Beautiful write MZ! Clever underlying reference throughout to Eve's earlier choice.
Hank
Ah, human nature is so fickle. So very clever!
We do like what we can't have. I think of Tom Sawyer and the whitewashed fence. Clever and distilled. Thanks, MZ. Always a treat. K.
Love it...If we could have it, we wouldn't be tempted. :)
Such clever and delicious temptation!
I especially love "but when all of the fruit was forbidden, I fell fast to the feast." Human nature, in a nutshell.
:)
Twas ever thus!
Your poetry is so very clever MZ. I must say though that I love all fruit, forbidden or not.
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