Cherries

Sweet little nugget,

Sweet, dimpled flush,

Sweet round earrings.

Sweet passion colour,

Sweet, shiny droplets.

Sweet tartness on my tastebuds.

New green

Pulling away the wasted,

darkened leaves;

limp limbs

both deprived of sustenance

yet fed too much;

l cast them out on the ocean

and watch them sink

below the surface.

Now the new growth can be seen

striving up towards the light.

 

About a book

A sandwich, thick as a man’s wrist,

that once started

allows you to jump into

the imagination.

The smooth pebble is lifted

and whispers haunt your ears

as the dry, musty sheets

wrap around you,

stamping images into your mind.

Messages in the stone call out and

allow the doorway to be opened,

ready to melt the frozen life

buried inside.