Poetry is in the Heart

What do you see?

"Write me a poem please
of love and all it's wonders"

"I'm a little tired now may I do it later"

"Please write it now while love is still awake on my skin
and your taste is still on my tongue"

I reached over and picked up an apple
smiled and gave it to her

"Why do you give me an apple
when I asked you for a poem"?

Getting up
I said nothing
dressing quietly I left

I wondered why she didn't see the poem
the poem that I'd left

Reviews

[Lindsey]

Cool.

[Marie Harrison]

Love it!

[Goodbye]

Wow - This made me kick back in my chair and just take it in for a bit. Such a scene you paint, with such amazing dialogue - such a silly girl she was...

[Jasmine]

this is based on the poem "a blade of grass", yes? Or is it just uncommonly similar?
I like the idea all the same. the last two lines are a nice finish

[Poeticadia]

Apples are great, they carry a whole barrel full of associations and metaphors around with them... they are indeed little ready-made poems. "love is still awake on my skin/and your taste is still on my tongue" brilliant... so much inference packed into this neat little poem. Excellent writing.

[Poetic Beauty]

I love the ending in this poem. It sums up the meaning. Creative and innovative write.

[MuSe Ampoule]

LOL...poetry humor....Hello Adam...this is Eve...come in?

[InkSlinger]

As usual.. all the good comments have been taken.. Hopefully, sleeping beauty ate the last poison apple, or someone could be in trouble... either way, nothing like a delicious red shared while reading poems like this.. Well done, yet again!

[Kaitlyn]

good job! :)

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LOL...broadening our understanding of poetry...that nature it the greatest poet of them all...wow..what a thought provoking piece..I love it when someone makes me think about how I view things..brilliant