Old woman

And now we know why she sits,
With her back to that red wall.

Because life is so full of blood,
Like a just risen sun on the sea

So visitors map her ripe body
Against the fullness of her life

Bursting in her riverine cheeks
Like apple squirting with juice.

Woman, live an apple ripeness
As long as  apple’s season lasts.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s