The skin parts like curtains,
Out tumbles a tender load.
The tongue fumbles for the flesh,
Flicking, shoving,
Letting the sweetness guide its plunder
Like a traitor’s hand.
Two seeds glisten in the quiet of a palm.
Beside them the shriveled skin
Neatly folded upon itself
Without a hint of an arc.
Like a moth that wasted away
Eating velvet.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet. On Peace poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – У нас вчера с позавчера
- The Storm
- The Pilgrim by William Butler Yeats
- Think Of It Not, Sweet One poem – John Keats poems
- Mrs Moon by Roger McGough
- The Choral Union by Siegfried Sassoon
- What the Sexton Said by Vachel Lindsay
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- Юрий Левитанский – Диалог у новогодней елки
- Владимир Корнилов – Разговор
- Master Valluvan, the long-misunderstood Tamil Mentor by T. Wignesan
- Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- Samson Agonistes poem – John Milton poems
- Яков Полонский – Не жди
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
