like a Sunrise full of Bumblebees
at the beginning of an Early Golden Summer
when you Crook your Neck because the sun is so bright,
sometimes I have a Tongue of Fire
and speak my mind freely with no filter
but really I am like a Clemson, Spineless
I always regret those hasty words and wish my tongue was
tame
my words are sometimes too big for me to stand behind
and I feel as though they my tongue taunts me, yelling “Fooled
You!”
and I wish to retire to a Turkish Striped Monastery
where the monks have taken a vow of silence
so that my words may never betray me again
The heirlooms I incorporated are as follows (not in the order they are in the poem):
Fooled You Hybrid Pepper
Turkish Striped Monastery Tomato
Sunrise Bumblebee Tomato
Clemson Spineless Okra
Early Golden Summer Crookneck Summer Squash
Tongue of Fire Bean
Happy Heirloom Inspired Writing!
Sharon
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