Poetry from Dee Allen

Chinese Apple

pomegranate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Full, round, organic

Little oddity the colour

of blood

Piques my interest

when others pass it over.

 

Holding it in one hand —

Firm —

Peeling away its

layered hide with

the other —

 

Tough —

 

This unusual gift from

Asia’s orchards has no

flesh, making it

All the more unusual.

Little rubies inside

Eye-catching, enticing

enough to

Taste.

 

I savor the seedjuice

with each bite,

Carrying the same flavour

Most romances have:

 

Bittersweet.

 

— For Jennifer barone.