Wouldn’t You Like to Eat This Pepper, Too?

Peculiar pepper poetry in four verses

I planted peppers side by side,
in lovely soil they do reside.
From Bonnie Plants they first did grow
Now I have them in a row.

Small at first, they slowly grew,
As often happens, summer flew.
Before I knew it, the plants were leaning,
This happy gardener, smiling, preening.

Crisp green peppers now were mine.
I sliced them open, they’d be divine.
They tasted…awful, how can this be?
Did my garden peppers turn on me?

I puzzled through with careful thought.
They looked so good, but clearly not.
I found their tag in my garden plot.
It was orange peppers I had bought!


Bonnie Plants: Peppers


22 thoughts on “Wouldn’t You Like to Eat This Pepper, Too?

    • Aren’t you sweet! Just like my soon to be orange peppers. 😉

      Thank you!

      I really need to keep detailed notes. You would think a blogger would have better records. I keep meaning to create a page on this blog with a simple log. Maybe this would be a good place to start.

      I’m glad you laughed!


  1. P.s. funny about them being bitter!! I actually like them green, usually I have so many that they change colour quicker than I can eat them up, so no problems with ripening. This year I’ll be lucky to have 1 pepper!!


  2. I’m clipping your poem for my journal if that’s ok! So darn whimsical, just love love loved it! So, what’s the trick? Were you to let them go orange on the vine or will they ripen to orange on the counter? I’m totally in the dark about peppers in the garden but love the last of the orange ones in a stir fry. “Did they turn on me”…hehe, dastardly peppers!


    • Who is the sweetest Boomdee in the whole wide world?! I’m honored and touched that my poem is heading for your journal. You made my day.

      I’m letting the peppers turn orange on the vine, assuming that like tomatoes, they need that special cross-over point or they’ll never turn orange. Apparently tomatoes turn red in a paper bag because the bag creates an environment or gas similar to what would happen on the vine. If picked too, too early, however, they don’t turn red. Nature is fascinating, isn’t it?

      Dastardly! Love that word.


      • I didn’t know that about tomatoes either…mmmm, well there’s a lot more harvesting a vegetable garden than just eating what you grow, which must be fab. I tend to like my veggies and fruit only ‘barely ripe’…hard tomatoes, firm pears, firm banana’s. What’s with those anyways? I only buy 2 banana’s at a time because they seem to ripen overnight. Speaking of ripe? How’s Frank doing?


        • Funny you should ask about Frank…not so well. I just posted an update. Poor little squash gave it his all.

          I once read that bananas ripen slower if you separate them from each other. That would be an interesting experiment. I’m tying to do better saving the softer ones in the freezer to use in smoothies which we have 2 – 3 times a week in the summer months. I like my bananas on the firm side as well, but M prefers them softer. We never fully get it right.


  3. Love the poem, Alys! (And so glad I discovered your blog via our new G+ connection — I’m your newest subscriber!) I could relate to your situation, since I have several big beautiful green peppers hanging heavily in the garden as well. Since my husband doesn’t eat green peppers, though, I only plant the other colors. I can’t remember which I planted (the tags are buried in there somewhere), but I do know that as long as they’re green, they’re not done baking yet. Well done on using the experience to bring a new poem into the world!


    • Thanks so much, Martha for your kind words and your follow.

      I grew up eating green bell peppers and didn’t really know they were all that different in flavor. They are actually quite different. I enjoy them all, especially crisp in salads, but don’t mind them steamed as well.

      It’s so good to connect!


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