Friday, September 3, 2010

Magpie Tale-The Tolerance of Everything

Upon the beginning of Fall,
Where apple trees stand proud and tall,
U see apples hang up high,
Some are brave, some are shy.
Apples come in various shapes and sizes,
The benefits of eating them outshine any prizes.
When hunger hits you big,
U have No chance to pick.
In an apple eating contest,
Things happen in the way you may have never guessed.
Crunch, Crunch,
Eat them raw,
Munch, Munch,
Exercise your jaw.
Three days without a meal,
U swallow 54 apples in a row,
With the 55th apple you must deal,
U bite into an apple with a flaw,
Everyone laughs at you
When you chew,
And complete your due.
U win the competition
With your freshly demonstrated reputation-
The tolerance of everything


This is an entry 4 Magpie Tale #30 which is hosted by willow at:
Happy Friday,
Happy Story Telling!


Myrna R. said...

Very cute poem. I enjoy reading your poems, they are so creative. What a gift.

I receied an award and am sharing it with you on my blog.

Bubba said...

I love apples - my favorite fruit - so this really worked for me!

(Might have to make an apple pie soon!)

Bossy Betty said...

Loved the spirit of this poem!

Suz said...

all those apples
a fun to read poem, Jingle

TALON said...

We're just getting into apple season here and it's one of the best things about autumn. And now I'm hankering for some apple crisp! :)

Kathe W. said...

very fun read! Love it!

Rosaria Williams said...

Love your rhyme, and love the apple you chose to photograph. Who doesn't like apples?

Helen said...

I especially loved the words that had 'sounds!'

Maude Lynn said...

That is way more tolerance than I could come up with!

Pat @ Mille Fiori Favoriti said...

Fun theme for an autumn poem ...I could not imagine eating 55 apples!


Very creative and a pleasure as always to read.


Caroline said...

I love apples
I love this so good once again !!!


ZENDOM said...

Look at that color with green and red
See it in front of you as it is straight ahead
There is a nip in the air
Feels so good and to be well Aware
But the smell of crisp on an orchard farm
It is the pride of New York and its apples charm

enjoy Jingle and Happy Saturday to ya(+)

Unknown said...

Very clever. I love reading your poems.

Caty said...

apples are so good and so was this poem :)

Muthering Heights said...

Oooo, you're making me look forward to Fall apples! :)

Teresa said...

This is wonderful! Its cheerful and upbeat, and I love the tolerance at the end.

JBSTUFF said...

Sweet apple pie my favorite.

Jen said...

Now I'm craving apple pie, too.

Lourie said...

Apples are a great fruit! And so was this piece!

डा0 हेमंत कुमार ♠ Dr Hemant Kumar said...

An attractive and good poem on apple----i really like your poetries.

Sniffles and Smiles said...

I LOVE IT!!! The tolerance of everything!! Not only are you a terrific poet, you are also a wit!! Love, love, love this one! ~Janine XO

Claudia said...

brave and shy apples - tolerate diversity - so cool jingle!
read the interview the other day at poets united - was great to learn a bit more about you
have a nice weekend!

Amy said...

I think I am ready for Fall but not Winter..

Coronet Blue said...

I love the poem, cute rhymes! Coincidentally, I wrote a rhyming poem for this Magpie as well!

Claudya Martinez said...

You have a wonderful imagination and a gift with words.

Glenn Buttkus said...

Nice and whimsical piece, Jingle.
I bump into, I think. over on
Jannie Funster's site. If not, maybe
you should go there. Your whimsey
and humor would fit right in.

Kristin said...

Hi there!
Thank you so much for your visit and sweet comments! Your work is such an inspiration and I love reading your poems - this one is no exception,
Kristin xo

Stafford Ray said...

So much fun, but i would hate to be sharing your bathroom after you ate 55 apples! Tell me you didn't!

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

Stafford Ray:

Wow, this is a fiction written for fun, Glad that you live in another part of the planet, not in apple land or apply eating people land...

I can only eat one apple a day, ..

Thanks for the humor,

Tess Kincaid said...

That's a lot of apples!

Krunal said...

lovely and very unique

Doctor FTSE said...

54 apples and the 55th comin' up! Reminds one of the egg-eating scene in "Cool Hand Luke."
Neat fun poem.

Tumblewords: said...

Apples are due soon - a delightful read!

Anonymous said...

cute poem and beautiful photos!

Mommy Emily said...

so unique, friend... what a fresh twist. thank you.

spacedlaw said...

55 apples! That would have some dire consequences on the organism.

steviewren said...

Funny poem! I love the rhythm and rhyme of these lines,
"Crunch, Crunch,
Eat them raw,
Munch, Munch,
Exercise your jaw."

Toni said...

I think I may use your apple poem for my classroom when we head up our Johnny Appleseed/Apple unit! (with your permission of course!)

Helena said...

I loved this poem - juicy and bouncy and a pleasure to picture!

signed...bkm said...

Wow 55 not know if I could handle that....cute Magpie...bkm

ds said...

Brave and shy apples--love that--and the message not quite disguised by the lilting rhythm and rhyme. Nice magpie (sorry I missed it earlier)!

Lydia said...

Cute! That would be a strange diet, 55 apples! Nice photo at the top, also.