That one has kind of a funny story. The inspiration came from a regular old fruit tree that was next to a school I work at, and that was full of ripe fruit.
It seemed like such a shame to let such good looking food go to waste, and I was surprised that the school would let an opportunity to teach kids about such things slip by, so the poem came to mind.
What’s funny is that I mistook pomegranates for passion fruit. After I first wrote the poem I realized I had mis-identified the fruit, but when I tried to be true to the situation and real life experience, writing about pomegranates instead of passion fruit didn’t have the same effect.
So, the poem is a bit of a creation to purposefully make the reader wonder if there’s a Lolita thing happening or something like the Police song Don’t Stand So Close To Me.
The pomegranates fooled you, that is funny! They grow wild all over the US southwest. Passion fruit I would misidentify because I've never seen it in on trees before. Well done on that part, making you ponder the Lolita thing! Don't Stand So Close To Me is a little creepy in a way looking back now... Especially if it were my daughter!
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It was more like I knew what the fruit was, but I connected the wrong word to it without realizing it. I didn’t grow up near pomegranate trees and having lived outside of the States for so long now, I don’t always recall the right English words at the right time. 🤣 It’s more common with words that I don’t use frequently.
Yeah, that Police song is a creepy one.