A Fruit Bowl of Sayings
Why do we blow raspberries
not blueberries or blackcurrants?
Why is life a bowl of cherries,
not easy-peel satsumas?
Why when something goes wrong
has it gone pear-shaped?
Why if I’m feeling jealous
is that sour grapes?
Why do you not give a fig
when you just don’t care?
Why am I the apple
of my granny’s eye?
Why is fruit so juicy
tangy, sweet and tasty
grabbed from the bowl
to describe other things?
not blueberries or blackcurrants?
Why is life a bowl of cherries,
not easy-peel satsumas?
Why when something goes wrong
has it gone pear-shaped?
Why if I’m feeling jealous
is that sour grapes?
Why do you not give a fig
when you just don’t care?
Why am I the apple
of my granny’s eye?
Why is fruit so juicy
tangy, sweet and tasty
grabbed from the bowl
to describe other things?
This poem is copyright (©) Barbara Bleiman 2026
About the Writer
Barbara Bleiman
Barbara is an ex-English teacher and writer of adult and YA fiction, with two novels published and a recent collection of short stories for adults, Kremlinology of Kisses. Barbara has an anthology of short stories for secondary school students coming out in the autumn via the English and Media Centre where she works.
