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
- Epigram on a Country Laird (Cardoness) by Robert Burns
- Your Dream
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихи о Фоме
- Hira Singhs Farewell To Burmah
- Let Him Free by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Live With Me On Earth Under the Invisible Daylight Moon by Milton Acorn
- Poet’s Corner poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихотворение это
- The Remains by Mark Strand
- Владимир Луговской – Игорь
- Whispers of Heavenly Death. by Walt Whitman
- Far Within Us #4 by Vasko Popa
- The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket by Robert Lowell
- Bones by Walter de la Mare
- A Hairline Fracture poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
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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).
