October 2010
2 posts
Autumn Run (Haiku)
Crunch, Crunch, Ska-rish, Crunch
My sneakers upset the leaves
My heavy breath fogs
Pomegranate
Round, rosy globe
Your ruddy flesh only hints at the treasure within
Revealing it is a pain-staking process, a test of worthiness.
I cut into your deep flesh and split you open
I peel away the delicate honeycombed membrane
I discover juicy garnets glittering in bunches like fresh salmon roe.
Carefully, lovingly, I pick each gem and bring it to my mouth
Staining my fingers, redding my...