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In the quiet of a half cut apple
Lay the core of pungent stagnation

In the blink of split second eyelids
The stench is spread so fast 
Without the sincere apology 
That should accompany these shreds

One is left to ponder where the butcher went

In the silence of carving a pumpkin
Lay the ruin of the infrastructure

None can know the quaking ripples
In the empty of a wasted peach
The subterfuge lies in the refuge
In a moment of wreckage and muting

One is left to question the might have been

In the reticence of a cut up cantaloupe
Lay the detritus of pillaged enlightenment

Blank out the sun in these moments
Angst rises and follows a red rimmed road
Pathways obstructed with rough hands
All that is left is the seeds….sow them

One is left to ruminating cultivation

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  1. Date: 3/23/2009 8:18:00 AM
    This poem must be red slowly to get all the juices, and after that it still leaves me thinking. Pure genius!

  1. Date: 3/23/2009 8:16:00 AM
    Sea Surf featured today is a beautiful poem, and the way you shaped it, inspiring. Love

  1. Date: 3/19/2009 6:31:00 AM
    So fantastic, my sweet friend! Really deep & thought-provoking, so many awesome lines..."One is left to ponder where the butcher went" & "One is left to question the might have been" how true. This speaks to me of society & its ruin...we have become a very disrespectful generation of our land, our people, our nature, but there is hope. "All that is left is the seeds…sow them." Christie, this is one of the best I've read, honestly. You're an amazing poetess but this is one of my favorites :)

  1. Date: 3/18/2009 7:23:00 AM
    Christie this is a great piece of writing! The images were perfect for conveying such deeper meanings!! YOU are the cat's ass!! = ) Hehehe! Write on!! Love, Me

  1. Date: 3/17/2009 11:53:00 PM
    Beautiful opening lines, great work always comes from you. God bless...Raul

  1. Date: 3/16/2009 1:37:00 PM
    None can know the quaking ripples In the empty of a wasted peach The subterfuge lies in the refuge In a moment of wreckage and muting .... powerful stanza Christie... a deep and many layered poem on truth and lies, dreams and realities.... just awesome ! :)

  1. Date: 3/15/2009 11:00:00 AM
    Great work, Christie! Love the way you use fruid as an analogy for "infrastructure." Very clever.

  1. Date: 3/14/2009 1:26:00 AM
    Like the kyrielle flavour Christie.Thank you for your blog comment today Rgds Brian

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 12:23:00 PM
    LOVE love love that first line. I'm not certain I got the meaning behind it, but love imagining the possibilities. I get, hope from this, from refuse, cometh renewal...and so it goes. :) Brilliant, one of your best hun, love, me

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 11:25:00 AM
    Deep personal feelings dwell here. Makes me wonder if you were writing in your head as you were preparing fruit. Even only one could have planted this poetic seed in your mind/heart. No pun intended. Quite profound indeed. Another amazing write. Love, Shar

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 11:16:00 AM
    This is a profound piece, so full of imagery and insight. It could have several meanings depending upon the readers interpretation. I like the way it carries so many messages within its lines. Well done. You seem to have such a deep spiritual side to you, it truly shows in your writing. Peace, Love, and Light be with you always. Smiles from Lolita

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 9:26:00 AM
    Some people believe that plants have feelings, they talk to them and touch them, so these fruit must be screaming.. I really like your writing, so much depth, your poem reminds me not just of the waste, in our civilization, not just food, but it seems to be a throw away, society.. just look at the garbage dumps.. Spirit and Soul, Constance

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:34:00 AM
    ....for "You Are Way To Talented, Beautiful and Gifted,' to ever worry about a batch of bad fruit!!!? As a matter of fact~"You Are The Chef of Your Own Destiny Dear~And~May It Always Be Beautiful and Bright!!!?"~"My Love Always To 'You and Your Precious Little Angel Brianna,' Forever, John!!!":):) Smile....

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:29:00 AM, go find Dorothy, the scarecrow, the tin man and the cowardly lion; and follow that yellow brick road, until you all arrive at that delicious apple orchard~Smile~for there I do believe, you shall find that magic apple, that with one bite, shall make all of Your dreams come true~Smile~You know, somewhere over the rainbow....And, do not worry so much about things dear....cont....

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:23:00 AM
    ....hopefully it is merely a metaphor of a passing moment of time for You or whom ever it may or may not be written for dear!!? And personally, if I myself could? Then, I would bring "You" a brand new fresh basket of the sweetest fruits, that would taste as joy and happiness upon Your perfect tongue!!! ~And, I would even carve them for "You" myself....cont....

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:20:00 AM
    wonderfully done--were you writing with Laurie in mind? joking well penned-- I really enjoy reading your poetry

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:16:00 AM never cease to amaze me, another deep offering here, when read the second time, I hear the sad comparison of waste, fruit and human are unique, you of a kind! Excellent! ~ love, Carrie

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:08:00 AM
    ....kind of like that old adage; "many people want their cake, and they want to eat it too!?"~Smile~"Good Morning Beautiful and Gifted Christie Moses and Your Little Tinkerbell!!!!"~I hope that You are Both doing very wonderfully this morning dear!!!?~Smile~It sounds as though You are making some sort of fruit salad with this write here!? But, I am not certain if I would wish to eat it!!!?....cont....

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 7:02:00 AM
    Smile~That is quite a carving going on here dear! Sounds like some old bad fruits too!? But it is my strong belief, that many a times one makes their own beds so to speak within life....but the twisting of it all sometimes seems to be, that many, often seem to project their own doings upon others, to avert the blames that should be placed upon themselves!!?....cont....

  1. Date: 3/13/2009 5:40:00 AM
    Let me guess, a fruit salad is not in your future? Everything ruins that is wasted our country is famous for throw aways. Water bottles and people. You are at one of the most important stages of your life, teaching values and laughter to baby Bri. To everything there is a season and a time to enjoy, grow or grieve shoot Im about to break out in song so I'll stop but . Wonderfully reflective poem and so glad strawberries are in my fridge.