Fruit

Posted on April 24, 2010. Filed under: Poetry | Tags: , , , , , , |

 

Like a fruit not yet ripened,
This heart is not yet ready to taste.

Let it grow.

It needs a little time to sweeten; perfect for picking.
It needs a few more moments to season.

In the sun, in the shelter, in the rain.

The core needs strengthening,
And be watchful the outside is free of scars.

Touch it; squeeze it to know when it is ready.
Pleasing to the eye, it will be.

Even better to the taste.

Among all the others, this one appeals to you.
It grows for you, with pride.
It blossoms in anticipation.

Flourishing in hunger of its destiny.

And when ready,
Pick it.
Taste it.

Delicious!

©

Advertisements
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 19 so far )

The Heart of War

Posted on January 29, 2010. Filed under: Poetry | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , |

I’m feeling like you like me this way;
Laid out with no fight,
Wondering where to go.

I get the impression that you don’t want me to stand,
To raise my head and know that I can.

I’m sensing that the you I know isn’t you at all,
You feel superior when I’m feeling inferior.

I have a hunch that my down and out mood pleases you some,
Your words say otherwise but your eyes tell me so.

I feel your foot on the hand I’m trying to lift,
Your sole is pressing into me and my hand goes numb.

I feel your soulless soul burst with delight,
As I start to shake my head in defeat.

I say to you:
Don’t be fooled my stance as I lay down.
With my face in the dirt,
I’m not beaten.

I look up at you and then I see,
You staring back at you.
And me staring back at me.

©

Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( 3 so far )

Liked it here?
Why not try sites on the blogroll...