Spoken Word & Freestyle:

[nomadicrhymer]

my mango might be ripe

and sweet

red

just the way I like to eat

yellow juices running down

my greedy chin

fingers sticky

still squeezing firmly

to get everything

out of the skin.

your mango might be hard

green

crunchy and tart

sour even

eaten with some salt and pepper

or hot sauce

brings out all the flavor.

some mangos end up in between

force ripened

hard

pretending

to be soft and sweet

just a layer of ripeness

covers

that hard heart inside

they only look good

not worth the ride.

whatever the taste

feel

or color

each mango is what it is

to the taster

none of us can taste

the other

until we bite into the same skin

only then

can we tell

the real thing.

© nomadic rhymer

[erikestabrook]

interesting nomad, I find I've never had the best mango had soem good ones though good descriptive wording

[PaintedDiary]

Dear Nomad,

MMMMmmmm......scrumpshalicious!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!! So creative, with meanders of suggestive and pleasing descriptive imagery. Indeed, tasting a Mango that is just right is soooo satisfying. I love the title also, and is what captured my attention, along with the structure of the poem. The content was well executed, and my mind is dancin', and thank you for that!! I love the layering of My Mango to Your Mango to Our Mango, of the same skin, thus the real thing. You Go Girl!!!! Simply Mangolicious!!!!!!!!

{{{{~~~~***PAINTED***~~~}}}}

[mangodroplet]

AHHH!!!!
most amazingest greatest superbalous stupendous mango poem ever :]

brightened my day!!!

i love you, it was amazing!!!

[Benny]

Well...now I am hungry for a Mango! It is true that sometimes things we want and love turn out to not be exactly what we first thought they would be. I like that perplexity of life. I love this poem!

[nomadicrhymer]

Thanks for commenting, Benny...yes, we do all have to be very discerning in this life, and see beneath the glossy surfaces.

yummm, mangoes are my favorite fruit...well, maybe behind the papaya!

Nomad