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for intellectuals and Jungians only.

Contributed by Doggerel on Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 01:29:29 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I plucked the fruit with a quick snap;
the branch flew back into the ecletric-chloro sun, rustling leaves. Again the tree content.
I, still not.

Its skin was tight, i thought, pressing with my thumb.

I washed it with tender care.
Cold water falling on my hands.
Cold water falling on my fruit.
And I rubbed.

Brought to my lips; leaching...white teeth beneath.

Finally!
I bite through the tart crust.
Eyes closed shut!
My mouth Splashes around the core.
-the core...
But should I bite some little more?

One last bite... We must try the whole!

Bitter! bad! sputter...
The seeds shot asunder.

grow forever more




Copyright © Doggerel ... [ 2006-01-17 01:29:29]
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Re: for intellectuals and Jungians only. (User Rating: 1 )
by slogan on Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 03:42:39 AM AEST
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I really like the flow and style of this poem... great piece of poetry...jh


Re: for intellectuals and Jungians only. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 07:47:59 AM AEST
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Well the title leaves me out! but i thought what the hell i'll take a look anyway, I am partial to the odd bit of jung though.

Seems like you've got a circle of life thing going on in this poem. I could actually feel and experience the descriptivness in this as I read.

Excellent work gotta be worth 5 stars of anyones vote.

J



Re: for intellectuals and Jungians only. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 19th February 2007 @ 08:05:51 PM AEST
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Very Vivid. good job with this write!




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