- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Watermelon
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I ate watermelon today
for dinner.
Standing on one bare foot,
the other tucked
behind my knee,
aware of myself as
I slid the knife into the flesh
to dig out the black seeds.
Seeing myself standing there
at the sink alone
eating watermelon
juicy and red, ripe and sweet.
Never wanted more to be seen
than at that moment...
squeezing the red flesh
between my fingers
and trying not to cry.
- COMMENTS
bflagsstover 15 years agoWhat kind of circumstance/no time to sort you out/your saliva is cool/and sticky on my chin/like watermelon/seeds in
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago...is wonderful slice-of-life stuff, and not just watermelon slice. Liked this very much.
Tathagataalmost 20 years agothis is wonderful.
those small details make the whole poem
Excellent work
Thank you
perksalmost 20 years agoMy comments on your poem are on the new poems thread in the poetry forum. I did not use the thermometer for rating.
WickedEvealmost 20 years agoYou show the readers with details and wonderful images.
thanks
