watermelon p o e m. by Shelly Butcher
June 29th, 2010
Watermelon Grace
Crack open the green womb
juicy red fertility
within
freckled by black seed.
Touch the velvet surface
Feel
it ooze beneath
the pressure of eager fingertips.
Smell the
faint odors
of sugar cane and pollen
of hot summer sun.
Bite the soft
fruit
hear the crunchy chatter
of teeth on flesh.
Slurp
sweet red blood
runs down mouth
fingers
neck.
Lick the
last sticky dew drops
breathe summer breeze
Remember
how sweet, how cool.
-
Shelly Butcher
(circa 1996)
Shelly's wit, words & wisdom can be found at her own blog, An Open Cupboard & examiner.com & within the Wellfed Network.
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