The Insult

Tell me what you see & then look again...

THE INSULT

You little maggot

How you cling to apples

Hardly able to grasp hold

Only to leave them rotting

Your fragile love

Will never last

Your light will fade

And I swear one day

Your body too will resemble

The bloody remains

Of the cider makers press

 

Author's Note

I have not touched a drop for several years

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

i saw the title and that you posted it and the hook was irresistible my friend :))))) hmmmm i see the maggot and the apple ... i relate it to a rotten relationship ... based on something shallow ...perhaps sex .. and misinterpreted for a Golden Delicious .. it feels like angst .. now to look again sir.
so ... the damnable maggot certainly faces an uncertain future as a fly ... pesky .. not well received by humans with a swatter ;) ...i read your note .. can i assume you are talking about cider? ..not sure how it connects ... going to read others comments and see if enlightenment can strike me .. loved reading .. i like the game of reading again ...
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[Neville]

correct sir.. or at least it was when these words were first posted .. I have since fallen off the waggon and occasionally imbibe of a pint of the ruff stuff .. our local cider.... keep checkin back Gene.. I shall tip you a wink if ya get it.... N :)

[Einstein Noodle]

well ... perhaps the worm never made its exit .. adding a bit of protein to the press ... enjoy the cider sir ;)))))))))))))))))))

[Neville]

Setting off for the old mill right now....

[Shaquana Adams]

This sounds angry. I love it. It sounds like you could be referring to worms in the apples, but even without that almost silent reference, the anger and background of karma makes this a very good read. Thanks for sharing.

[Neville]

Hey thank you my new literary Friend, I am greatly into karma as it happens... I aim to reciprocate in due course. Until then All Good Things, Neville

[Lydia Shutter]

Are you angry with the worms that find a home in the apples? The imagery is quite vivid. The emotions are vindictive and rancorous. Of course, after reading your note, I think I am missing your true meaning here. In any case, well written. Lydi**

[Neville]

Some of my best friends are worms... Thank you Lydi.. vindictive and rancorous, hey you maybe a lot closer than you are giving yourself credit for... N x

[Frieda P]

Ouchie, scathing, why don't you tell us how you really feel Neville? Love a good rant within a poem...

[Neville]

Thank you Frieda P --- I am slowly building up to it, tee hee, N

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my goodness ... i saw Frieda Pickles avatar and lept for joy ... then how long ago it was :( seems a lot longer :((

[Neville]

Don't it just my friend.. don't it just ;(