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Spoiled Fruit






Spoiled Fruit





It was hard to confront that black banana.

My days away from home had changed the shape

and I’m sure the taste.

The other fruits looked no better.

All was dried up and shrinking fast.

but, there’d been no time for the fridge.

And as his skin will now follow the way of the fruit,

the idea of spoiled fruit and a now spoiled life 

is still too much to bear.




Linda Imbler






Linda Imbler is the author of three poetry collections published by Amazon.  Soma Publishing has published three more of her poetry books. Her poetry and short stories have appeared both nationally and internationally. In addition to putting pen and paper to inventive use, Linda is an avid reader and budding illustrator. This writer, yoga practitioner, and classical guitar player lives in Wichita, Kansas with her husband, Mike the Luthier, several quite intelligent saltwater fish, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Nominated for a Pushcart Prize and several Best of the Nets. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com

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