Sunday, June 17, 2007


One of many things I love this time of year,

pomegranates magically appear

Leathery thick skinned, red

Cut into it - looks like it bled!

Hands dyed with the bleeding juice,

juice of love that can seduce

Break it open. Walled clustered nuggets tumble out,

fall onto the counter rolling about

Luscious intoxicating ruby gems

that so inspired me to write this poem

A mouthful of exploding fruity marbles

hide tiny bitter seeds that draw the jowls

Worth the addictive nectar that stains my lips,

the scarlet liquid that from my mouth drips

Would that I could grow the tree

that bears this fruit that so pleases me

~Copyright D.Cashwell~

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