Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – “Of Poems and Fruit”  (posted by Sanaa)
“For today’s challenge, I want you to write a poem about fruit. Not just any ordinary, everyday item on the dining table but your best-loved; the kind that makes your mouth water and pen savor every last detail.”


This poem is a bit green,
a bit hard, every bit
as exotic as a tango.
Mango! Sunburst color–
ruby when ripened, gold
liquid juice that flows
when fruit is peeled.
This poem dares you
to bite into this luscious
tropical delight. A sweet
umbrellaed island drink
fills your mouth. This
poem takes you away,
makes your day,
you will not be able
to tear yourself away
from mango-madness.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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11 Responses to Mango

  1. I love the “this poem” format…it can take one anywhere. Cool, Sara!


  2. kanzensakura says:

    Oh the sunny insides of a mango! I often call them the “winter peach”. I have a mango on the counter. I wonder if it is ripe enough….


  3. sanaarizvi says:

    Oh gosh!❤️ I love mangoes! I remember having them with rice (and roti) in my homeland when I was younger 🙂 Especially love; “A sweet umbrellaed island drink fills your mouth.” Sigh.. thank you so much for writing to the prompt, Sara!❤️


  4. Mango is a miracle that grows on a tree. A gift for the senses, delight and luxury as you say it so well in your poem. Once you bite you can’t hide (from it).

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  5. Jim says:

    I’m not fond of mangos but you are making them to sound delicious. I smile. 🙂


  6. Mango can be absolutely perfect when you get the right one… my favorite kind is actually yellow when ripe


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