Juicy, just juicy
Juicy.
Do you love that word?
It just runs down your chin. Ripe peach, bright orange nectarine. Even crisp Empires spurt and spill natural apple juice when they're pulled straight off the tree.
Slice through melon
lean into dry cutting board
bathe in clear sweet juice.Strawberries in bowl
ripe raspberries circle round
by noontime all juice.
Two-year-old can do!
Socks on feet, bananas peeled.
Juice will take first spill.
Inside hard tan rind
cradled between soft slick seeds
melon juice runs free.
Slicing cantelope
who’s to say what is sharper
the blade or the juice?
posted by jillypoet @ 9:04 PM
10 Comments:
Oh, I love canteloupe! And didn't have much of it this summer. Great haiku - love the juicy-ness of it all!
I enjoyed your words but sadly can't enjoy melon of any type as I'm allergic!
theses are great! my mouth is watering! lol.
This is a yummy poem. Love the language you use--very direct and susinct.
FYI, I posted your poetry poetcard on my blog. Check it out.
Oops. I meant to type "succinct."
a spectrum of color and flavor... oh and juice!!!!!h
Love that last one, moves along sharply. :-)
That last one has got a real kick in it!
So inspired you were! These are wonderful. I think I might be partial to the second and the last. Thanks for sharing these.
The first one has a powerful feel to it. It makes me want to hear it continued.
Post a Comment
<< Home