Watermelon with its radiant pink insides
Lather my senses with it’s crisp texture
I enjoy it in a fruit salad mixed with
Apples, bananas, pine apple and peaches.
Its flavors tease my taste buds on a hot
Summer’s day when I bask out in the sun
Enjoying my favorite treat.
I recline in my lounge chair,
Pierce my fork into it one piece at a time,
Close my eyes and imagine I’m on an
Island filled with tropical music
To go along with my relaxation.
Dressed in the fluidity of my passion’s
Soulfulness, there comes into mind
The wholesomeness watermelon
Brings to a child looking for adventure
As she digs her fingers into the
Watermelon while trying to remove
I used to smooth it between my fingers
To see the extend of how much further
Its fibers could be broken down.
However, my mother often told me,
“The best way for the fibers to break
Is by chewing it with your teeth.”
I danced around in the kitchen,
Holding my bowl of watermelon.
Picking it up chunk by chunk,
I tossed it into the air, attempting
To catch it with my mouth.
At times, I succeeded in landing
It directly into my mouth.
However, it often landed
On the floor.
I picked it up from where it
Lie, ran outside into the my
Yard, and offered those
Fallen pieces to the birds.
I looked on as they munched
On them happily.
© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016