PS Cottier

A parachute of avocados, plunging through dipping air;

fifteen seconds to wonder if persimmons would have been a better choice;

five seconds to understand the grounding nature of vegetables;

and you plant yourself, scattered red nasturtium, sprinkled on salad of lawn.

P.S. Cottier

And they say that salad is good for you! I think this weirdness started because I was thinking about how silk-worms (from the cocoons of which parachutes can be made) eat mulberry leaves.

I read somewhere that the plural of avocado can be avocadi, but that’s just ridiculous. And if anyone points out that avos and persimmons are fruit, not veggies, I shall have to use the word ‘pedant’. Just sayin’

Possibly less surreal imagery has been posted by other poets. Read the works of the other Tuesday Poets around the world by pressing here.

You could also colour in the balloons in the picture light green, if that sort of thing is your cup of guacamole. Now I’m off to construct a helicopter of carrot sticks.

UPDATE: Thanks to Helen McInlay for noticing that I had spelt nasturtium incorrectly! All good now.