POMEGRANATE

Breaking open a pomegranate is the most amazing sensual experience from the beautiful garnet, red colour to the tough outer skin. One Autumn day I was sharing one with friends. This poem was born of those observations of that day.

Pregnant Autumn:

Sharply, the knife cuts the skin,

one piece becomes two.

Jewels; sparkling seeds, scatter

with flowing juices the color of blood,

and sticky splatters run dripping from my fingers.

Honeycombs hold within a broken heart,

each cell a world of bitter and sweet energy.

 

November 9, 2000

Reviews

[larryb]

Nicely done i happen to like and drink pomegranate juice often lol

[Phil Sanders]

oooh I like this .... beautifully sensual ...