Tom Vartabedian
What’s in a Pomegranate? More than Seeds!
I love a good pomegranate and will take it any way I find it.
In a fruit salad, juice, salad dressing, vinegar, or straight from the membrane itself. Peel and eat but be careful: It could leave you with an indelible stain on your sweater. I suggest you wear red.
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yumm pomegranates im salivating now ,alas where are they available other than a tree personally hand picked from ones own garden ,that resonate such a majestic taste hmmmmm.
POMEGRANATE
(easy to say “NOOR” in Armenian Language)
Pomegranate name so hard to say yet write
Translating thy name “seeded apple” somehow unkind
No similarities seen between two in taste in heart
I see much differences, I feel to put it right
After crunching an apple, my cramp starts
While after eating noor my brain ramps!
Look at it first enjoy the color in hexagonal mass
Different shades pink, red, anemic- faint
It has a crown like angles, when flying dawn
Reminds me fresco painting inside the domes- reign
Wear apron, before you open the thick shell
Expect to spray your top with reddish rain
Never comes out from nice textiles
Unless the dress was painted in multi- color
With million green –red grains can’t visualized
Enjoy opening the skin, hearing the rupture
Like opening bottle of champagne
Once you open you feel in hunger pain
Wait little with joyful look retain
Till changes the mood of your brain
From gloominess to happiness
Smell to relief your mental-pain
When you look at each group of seeds
Covered like brides dress in honey-beads
Your eyes sparkles with treasures all rubies shiny bright
More than six hundred, unexpected can’t hide
So, start crunching the seeds by your teeth
Spreading showers in your mouth, tanning your lips
Do not listen to others, swallow the hard seeds
I have crunched since years, never had any complain
Contains antioxidants stops clogging arterial-vein
My hearty fruit stays long time on table, decorating the plate
“Like pretty lady never gets old”, often said
When I see in shops, I feel Xmas bells are ringing again
Start decorating your tree, viewing new-year’s happy lane!
Dr. Sylva Portoian
From my first poetry collection, July 2007
“Lance My Hart (HEART) at A Glance” (2007)
Hi Sylvia — That is such a beautiful poem you wrote about the ponegranate that it warmed the cockles of my heart reading it. You are a potpouri of journalistic prose. Tom
Wow silva nice writings
May our lord Jesus Christ protect you from all your enemies domestic or foreign. Jesus will bless you always. Say amen