The skin parts like curtains,
Out tumbles a tender load.
The tongue fumbles for the flesh,
Flicking, shoving,
Letting the sweetness guide its plunder
Like a traitor’s hand.
Two seeds glisten in the quiet of a palm.
Beside them the shriveled skin
Neatly folded upon itself
Without a hint of an arc.
Like a moth that wasted away
Eating velvet.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Complaint Of A Forsaken Indian Woman by William Wordsworth
- Аля Кудряшева – Не бойся, милый
- America by Tony Hoagland
- St. Alphonsus Rodriguez poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Столп
- To Sea by Martin Zakovski
- Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- In Westminster Abbey poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Sonnet CXXII by William Shakespeare
- Николай Карамзин – Меланхолия
- Song by Thomas Carew
- Live for the moment, be in the present by Ramesh V Deshpande
- Гавриил Державин – Пчелка
- Sonnet CXLVI by William Shakespeare
- Geotheos poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
