The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

The Green Pepper

Written upon the contemplation of---a bell pepper prior to 
chopping it up for stew

 
Flat white seeds cluster
Like ants on a candy cane
hiding the secret
of millions of unborn
pepper plants.
Slowly we blossom, 
explode around our center,
dangling like Christmas balls
green against green.
The story of our lives lies
within us,
tucked in a safe with no key, 
Nature's treasure chest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Rodgers Avatar
January 22, 2014 at 3:13 PM
Nice - another seeds poem
Clemons Avatar
January 8, 2014 at 4:46 PM
Good poem, Karen. Carefree expression, but yet deep imagery. Very enjoyable overall. Check out some of mine, might find some you like. Peace.
Ruff Avatar
January 8, 2014 at 8:12 PM
Thanks. I will.
Mehta Avatar
January 6, 2014 at 8:33 AM
Nice flight of imagination, Karen
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