Sweet little nugget,
Sweet, dimpled flush,
Sweet round earrings.
Sweet passion colour,
Sweet, shiny droplets.
Sweet tartness on my tastebuds.
Tag: metaphors
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.
