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4 UNRIPENED CHERRY TOMATOES
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THE DRUNKENING
Sitting on a ledge
looking around and noticing
4 unripened cherry tomatoes
jettisoned from a picnic basket.
They just lie on the ground
getting dirty as dust kicks us
on a too dry day.
One is crushed;
all are ignored by ants
and other critters that might
randomly wander by.
A slice of cucumber
sits nearby
also abandoned by picnickers
They were all damned
& expunged from their group.
They mock me
as they lie there
awaiting their fate.
The critters will consume them
as soon as the humanoid lifeforms
depart the park.
I must come
to accept my own fate
soon enough
just as they accept theirs.
Commentator and Observer
And this is what happened when I went one day and did this thing. - Go poet! - slc
I try to follow Basho's
I try to follow Basho's advice: "To lead a beautiful life is the best poetry. It is better to live poetry than to write poetry. " Of course, when you live poetry the writing will follow. As always thanks for the input and commentary on the poems.