Saturday, January 28

This is a poem I had to do for my Poetry class. Let me know what you think. It's not due until Tuesday so I would love input on literal meaning and imagery.

Sweetness

It was a sweet summer
of nectar and honeysuckle
and a line of strawberries
straight and organic;
small red hidden in the lush green.

Mama planted them early;
trowel digging the dark backyard earth
I knew so well.
Her little patch of tomatoes,
babies like her own, plump and juicy.

I was a ‘sneaky snake,’
swinging high in the backyard,
making my own snack from mama’s work
whenever her back was turned.
Strawberries too sweet to resist.

I stare into our little kitchen window
clothed in sunflower curtains,
sprinkling salt
on shiny red cherry tomatoes,
Mama takes tiny bites.

brittany thinks really deep thoughts @ 6:26 PM

2 Comments:

 Anonymous said...

Well damn. Hope you did well on it anyway! Heh.

2/08/2006 4:31 AM  

 Anonymous said...

Fascinating.

3/01/2006 8:56 PM  

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