Fruits of Passion

Fruits of Passion

A Poem by Jack...
"

Desire grips with the strength of all that is known and felt

"

The Fruits of Passion

 By Jack Ivey

 

As extended branches test my hunger

I grip the fruit you have become

Ripened as the winds go streaming

 

Slashing through my tussled hair

Yon branches quickly to defend

Though fight I must if I shall have you

 

This fruit is tempting, young and pure

Through its flesh my teeth they probe

Delicious as the love of life does grow each spring

 

Dripping down my chin, the juices

Of every one that has disallowed

Sweeter when the bowl is full, unable to take in much more

 

I beg, I reach, I grasp, I claw

Your vibrant eyes they look away

These roots are strong, holding tight to every probe

 

Tighter still I feel the warmth

It covers me in splendor spent

I lie beneath your locks so soft and beautiful as is the dawn

 

Touch me deep inside my soul

This claim is but a fabled speech

My love to linger till the approaching sun

 

The fruits of passion fill the senses

Tastier than is the thigh

Forming in the minders fashion

 

This is why my beating heart cries

Tears of joy as are your lips

Countless times my dreams have fallen well inside

Y

© 2013 Jack...


Author's Note

Jack...
Ripe for the picking

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You swept my feet here, this one is very very beautiful. My dear friend, let your pen never depart from you. This is the kind of fruit I would like to remain sweet and never go out of season. I hope you are in that season of sweet ripe fruits as you have depicted here. Please share some more of how it feels partaking of this sweet fruits...

Posted 7 Years Ago


Jack...

7 Years Ago

Nothing is sweeter than you Sunshine. Thank you so much.
Holy, this one really gets the juices flowing, lots of colorful, arousing imagery to make one crazed!

'Dripping down my chin, the juices
Of every one that has disallowed'

My word that's good stuff!

6th verse, is it supposed to be 'your' locks'?


Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thank you Frieda, it has been corrected.
Frieda P

8 Years Ago

Good, now it's perfect. :-)
Wow very sensual and passionate and so beautifully worded. Absolutely beautiful.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thank you.
Carolann Dowsett

8 Years Ago

Welcome :)
If not picked it just goes to waste and decays on the ground. You have skilfully drawn a very close parallel between the two types of flesh described and sensually intertwined them

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate your kind words
you have such a talent, love as a ripe fruit never tasted so warm or quite so sweet,
beautiful write Jack , you're on a roll!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thank you so very much
"Sweeter when the bowl is full, unable to take in much more"
Oh my, this is a sweet delema! I can hear the moans...
"These roots are strong, holding tight to every probe"
Please do... Please!
"Touch me deep inside my soul
This claim is but a fabled speech"
Could this be true? Please no. Just keep lying.
My dear Jack, you have found the fruit that coats the tongue in silvery bliss!
Bravo!


Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thanks so much, your words this morning are my fruit.
finely crafted and heavily laden with metaphor. Just the way I like my poetry. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off for a bite. I fancy peaches on ice cream.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Sounds delicious. Thanks for the review
I don't know if I want some sex or some fruit right now; they both sound pretty damn enticing at the moment *laugh* Very nicely written. And sorry, didn't mean to sully up your page with my imitation of Mae west ;-)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

It is no problem at all, however the poem affects you is fine with me. Thanks
If this is, indeed (as I suspect) a metaphor for that most succulent and evasive of fruits, you have handled it with beauty and subtlety, kudos I rarely proffer to unrhymed poetry. I confess, when I saw three-line groups, I thought, just for a moment, I had discovered another villanelle writer; he who reintroduced me to that most elusive of meters has long departed (markymark).
If you would care to, please have a look at my villanelle, "Old Soldier", and two others with three line stanzas preeminent, "Hat Trick" and "Why?" You are a craftsman of that order whose opinion I should doubtless find most valuable.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thanks, I will read them very soon
A lovely and fruit bearing poem. Love can be like fresh fruits from the vine. There for the picking when the picking is good and and even better.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Jack...

8 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your kind words

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Jack...

San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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