Sally Clark poetry: Fruits of the Spirit – Faithful Bananas



No guile in the banana,
what you see is what you eat,
raw-green or over-ripe brown,
these yellowing sickle-shaped
truth-tellers grow in
encouraging bunches atop
waving stalks of faithfulness.



Author’s Notes: This poem appears on my poetry blog in a series I wrote on the fruits of the spirit. See the poem at:

Sally Clark

Sally Clark

Sally Clark and her husband, Mike, owned the Auslander Restaurant in Fredericksburg, Texas, from 1985 to 2001. Since retirement, Sally has been writing poems like clear pools, the kind where you can see all the way to the mossy rocks on the bottom. She writes about simple things like laundry and yellow highlighters, huge things like the trials of Job and the sins of Abraham, funny things like ice cream and penguins and Halloween, and scary things like heaven and hell and the color of dirt. Her award-winning poetry has been widely published in books, anthologies, magazines, gift books, and online. In 2017, her poem, "Los Compadres," was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

Sally's first publication for children is "Where's My Hug?" a lift-the-flap board book published by WorthyKids/Ideals. Buy it for a child you love.
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