13 February 2011

Sweetcorn

Chomping
Crunching
Scrapping
Teeth


As I tear the kernels from the cob

My mouth filled up with hard shiny balls


Crunching
Popping
Squirting
Flesh


My ears filled up with eating sounds

Resonating in my mouth and in my skull


Grinding
Mashing
Crunching
Jaws


My slippery lips all covered in juice

As I devour the yellow goodness


Sound fills my head; flesh fills my mouth

Leaving only a naked and exposed cob

Slightly moist and springy

Under my fingers



[18 September 2006]


Originally posted on the now defunct wordspiral.wordpress.com

Up and down

A brief few hours
A precious time

Feeling warm

A rosy glow to the air

Mirrors the children’s red cheeks


A long slow day

A lonely time

Feeling cold

A dull fog around my heart

Mirrors the sky’s grey clouds



[04 January 2007]


Originally posted on the now defunct wordspiral.wordpress.com