Don’t be polite.Bite in.
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.
You do not need a knife or fork or spoon or plate or napkin or tablecloth.
For there is no coreor stem
or rind
or pit
or seed
or skin
to throw away.
Eve Merriam
Sherrygaley.com 
what a perfect plate for those tomatoes! and I love the simplicity of the second one of your window sill. You sure do find some great little poems and delicious ‘wordy bits’ 🙂
I love the simplicity of this photograph, Sherry.
Great image (are those Black Cherry tomatoes? We have some in our garden that look just like them). And I’ve always loved that poem.
It all sounds wonderfully delicious….and colorful.