Hazel Bruises

an object poem based on an apple.

Your dull resonance when I knock deceives me. 

Although your exterior presents itself as tough and sturdy,

I know that you are like the commonplace bully;

resilient at the surface, yet feeble at the core.

 

Your pigment, a notable green, lends itself to injury.

Smears of cardinal red resemble the continents,

buoyed up among ceaseless waves

and held together by the poles. 

 

Pardon me for dropping you like an anchor,

blackening  your crisp complexion.

Although I’m keen on your more crimson alter ego,

I’m drawn to your dimples and your hazel bruises. 

 

Drifting into a deep slumber,

You cascade from my hand. 

Author's Note

I fell asleep writing the ending, hence the last two lines.

Reviews

[Taylorgwebb]

Leaves me wishing you would have continued the comparison of the apple and the bully, but it is a good read, a bit of a riddle and a fun poem.

[Tom C]

I didn't get this. I wasn't sure what it was about. I love your writing I just wasn't sure what was the object of the verse. Thanks for sharing. I understood after reading other reviews.

[FlatLineBeauty]

This was beautiful and paints a picture so vividly. I enjoyed it :)

[bobc]

J...interesting poem this one. But I have to admit, if you hadn't said this was about an apple, I would not have gotten it at all. I actually read this as if you were speaking about a person...before looking at your comment. Perhaps that's just me but, then again, maybe not.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

This has a feel to it in the lines...as a reader you can see into this verse...As noted this one is done late night or just at a time you where dead tired...I have to give you a thumb's up for that endeavor...

[Laminators Dubai]

its a amezing objectification...i do that too but not great as you...its so sassy...thanks for sharing this drop^^