How Many Ways Can I Say....

The juicy ripe fruit

So tasty and mouth-watering

Dripping with sweetness

Each soft bite easy to chew

Filled with goodness

How many foods can you eat anytime of the day?

You can have it before breakfast

As a little morning teaser

Sit down to lunch and top it off with watermelon as a light snack

At supper time with or when your done with your meal

Wait to later just before bed

I get all excited seeing it sitting in a bowl

The beautiful red color

It's hard to resist

One small piece or one great big slice

If you have watermelon

You better keep a close watch

Watermelon makes me weak in the knees

I may hint what makes my day

You can have it at room temperature

I like it better ice cold

It never loses it's cool

It feeds a lot for a little

Seeds you have to spit out

Are a thing of the past

Seedless and juicier than ever

It will last a week once it's cut

Waiting on the refriderator shelf

You can add a little whip cream

What do you mean you can't find it?

I don't know what could of happened to it

I don't see it

It is no where in sight

Someone stole it

I can't believe it

Come here

Is that a little whip cream on your nose ?

Oh no

I just remembered

Talk to you later

I have to gooooo

Comments

DREAM ON (author) on September 27, 2019:

John Hansen Eight days ago you left a comment and I had Lorna Lamon, Gypsy Rose Lee, Linda Crampton all leaving comments right behind you. You are the first to respond and sometimes the last to get my response. I rub my chin and have to think why this is. I find it easier to go from the newest to the oldest. Each step of the way feeling different emotions. Then again maybe the same emotion just in a different form. You have always guided me and keep giving me encouragement and advice. Thank you for your wonderful ways. I look at each comment and appreciate them all. I get caught up in the reading and then the most important things get pushed to the back burner. When I struggle I tend to look for books to read that are light-hearted and free-spirited. They lift my mood and spirits. Every time I think I am on the cutting edge of something great it seems to be too sharp and then instead of cutting wonderfully I get too close and cut myself. Then it takes weeks to heal. I can easily get so excited and elated. At the same time, my emotions can flip and when I get down it hurts and hits hard. Not as much as a heavyweight fighter but I feel my butt getting kicked. I think writers enjoy writing so much because they are in tune with other writers feelings. They appreciate what each writer is trying to say. No matter if they are the best. They can see the extra effort. Then when the smoke clears and everyone else has left they see what is left. Not all ashes. But a picture of beauty. Then they also know that beauty comes with more beauty. They were here first. Other people will follow later. They maybe never get the credit they deserve. I appreciate that. Being the first is so hard and yet so challenging. I am the opposite in some areas. I love to come later and see all the incredible comments. Then I let my feelings roll out like a new carpet rolling across the floor. When I am trying to create or write I like to be the first. To think of humor in a new way. Write a poem as a Stoem. Story /Poem. I like to feel like a frontier man first cutting through all the woods. Boy, do I hate those bugs. So sometimes it is alright to arrive late than early. As long as you arrive. Well, I am here responding to your thoughtful comment. I could blame it on the change in the weather. That might be part of it. I could contribute it to a character trait. Laziness or lack of will power. Then it is always easier to blame other people. Like my wife and friends who have other interests. Then I got to thinking about how great my wife moves me in so many new directions. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't have any time to write. Other friends give my life variety and the spice in any ordinary day. So, in the end, I am to blame. I accept full responsibility for all my actions or lack of. What I am trying to do is uncover a new process of finding ourselves and learning something new and special. We all know in this high tech world there are so many fascinating things to catch our eye. Cell phones and You tube. Movies and t.v. Writing is part of all of it. Then again it is none of it too. Writing takes effort and time. Where I feel so much better weeks, months and years later. Where all these other things take away time. In after a few hours or days none of that seems to matter. In the moment they seemed so much more amazing. It is like smoke and mirrors. A trick to deceive. Now I don't know what to believe. I like to trust my gut. My gut tells me I am right. People all around me can't be wrong. Can they be? A big question to ask and a harder one to answer. Thank you for all that you do. Off to work later. Bouncing back is also a lot of fun. I go up and down until I get real dizzy. I have to learn when enough is enough. Have a fabulous day.

DREAM ON (author) on September 27, 2019:

Lorna Lamon They say when life throws you lemons make lemonade. Well, I just set up a lemonade stand and the weather turned cold and very few people want lemonade now. A little too late. (lol) If I don't laugh I will cry. My wife has an ulcer on her foot and it can take two to three months to heal. So she is on the mend. Slow and steady wins the race. I stick to old sayings that I remember that reminds me of someone else has been here before. I know people go through so much worse. It really is a pain in the butt. I like when things are simple and easy. Then I have time to do what I want. I love to write and find new ways to express my gratitude. When I am in the middle of something some times you just keep looking for the easiest door out. Nobody ever told me what to do if all the doors are locked. Pulling the fire alarm looks easy enough but I like an easier and much quieter method. Put my nose to the grindstone and keep trying until something works out. I see progress it is not fast enough. Then if I am not careful I can be easily distracted to get my mind off of things. It is good short term but not long term. Frustration is an emotion I never liked. It has it's purpose like so many other emotions. I will rather be excited and amazed. Thank you so much for all your patience. I keep reading the comments that were left for me by you and all my lovely friends here on HubPages. They are the fuel to my fire. I watch the fire burn bright. Sometimes we need to step back and just watch the fire burn. I keep finding new ways to respond to my old problems and then I have to find ways to deal with new problems I never experienced before. It is an adjustment. I tweak here and there. I know it would have been a lot easier to go to work when it is busy and forget everything. Work slowed down and that is not even an option. So faced with real-life choices we sleep more to give our body rest. Start exercising more to get those muscles in action. Then lift ourselves up and begin again. Not from the beginning but from our last word or our last thought. Here I am now. I know it might seem like rambling. To me, it all makes perfect sense. Thank you for reading my good writings and some of my bad ones too. I know there is a story in here somewhere. I just have to drag this one out kicking all the way. (lol) I wish you a lovely morning and I hope you dreamed some incredible dreams last night in your sleep. I honestly believe what we can't do in our reality we do in our dreams so it gives us a chance to practice. Slowly we bring it to our reality. Maybe changing it along the way. To something bigger and better. Happy writing. May our muse carry us to something so beautiful we never knew existed. Happy trails.

DREAM ON (author) on September 27, 2019:

Gypsy Rose Lee You have to dig right in. You will be so glad you did. Watermelon puts me in one of my many happy places. Sometimes things get rough. All we can do is hang in there. Slowly, work our way through. It is not always easy. It seems like we are alone. The real truth is we have so many friends that support us we just get so self-absorbed and tend to forget. I am happiest when I reach out to my fellow writers and let all my dirty laundry hang out. This way I can throw them back in the wonderful washer and let it do its job and clean, clean, clean. Then I pick up my pieces and find all the good hidden behind the bad. I am just like everyone else. I try to have more good days than bad. Sometimes the bad comes in numbers so I have to work a plan to break them apart and once they are separate they slowly lose power and I watch them crumble. What a great feeling. Touch and go there for a while. Our cat Charlotte woke me up again from a deep sleep. I think she was trying to say get your butt out of bed and do something. Animals help us too. I am truly blessed. Thank you for all your support and trust. Have a wonderful day tomorrow and the weekend is almost here.

DREAM ON (author) on September 27, 2019:

Linda Crampton I usually buy a whole watermelon and cut it up because it's cheaper. Just yesterday I got lazy and bought just a few slices. It was amazing. Let me know if you have found any? Thank you so much for reading and sharing. Lately, I have bit off a little more than I can chew. I have been slower in work and busy helping my wife. So I dropped the ball on writing lately. All things have a place. I just have to rework and make time work for me. I got a bit lazy too. It was so easy to plop in front of a t.v. and watch a show or a movie. Thank you for all your special comments. As I pull myself out of my slump and work my way back to my energetic self. I have read my comments over and over to light a little fire under my butt. It's working. Lots of smoke and then the fire goes out. I will keep trying. Have a wonderful Friday.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on September 19, 2019:

Whipped cream sounds like a great addition to watermelon! Your poem is amusing and reminded me that I haven't eaten watermelon for some time. I'll see if there's any in my local stores.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 19, 2019:

I have not had any watermelon in ages but I do remember when I was little with my face mushed into a piece of watermelon, juice dripping along with seeds down my arms and loving every minute of it.

Lorna Lamon on September 19, 2019:

Just delightful and brought back memories of putting our watermelons in the river to keep them cool. I love the way your poetry expresses the simple joys of life.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on September 19, 2019:

Haha, Dream On...love the humorous ending. Who can resist a slice or two of ice-cold watermelon, especially on a hot day?