Short Juiced Poems

palm tree paradise
the roasted apple juiced pig
marks start of  luau...

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Gone
grapefruit
yesterday
juiced to the max
split.

Wind
blows seeds
joyous hush
surprisingly
breath.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nancy Jones
TURN ON THE LANTERNE...

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my eggs are
hanging like
grapes wanting
to be juiced

but when cold
my eggs look
like prunes so
tell me what

actually is
prune juice
and why can't
i find raisin juice...

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Sympathetic tones
of earth stretch themselves
to sip at heavens gorge
Orange juiced spilt skies
with wisps of dragons breath
as fire feeds the eye
Blur is burnt on iris
I risk
For cannot pull
my gaze...

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drawn down in 
consummation
from heaven’s compost
I shall not be.

hacked as though
I were a succulent berry
juiced for the taking
I shall not be.

caught vole by a
diving shrike’s
talons
I shall not be.

I shall be Houdini
wriggling free.

    
©June 18, 2012
Kathryn M. Collins...

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Lusty two hearts
in the crimsoning tranquil eve
The lulling gentle breeze
coupled their juicy lips.
 
Playing with their tongues 
that sweetened the taste
Was blitzed deeply
untill they imbibed their sensuality.
 
Spur with the slurp
and fastening warm aroma of their breaths
choired with their dewed jucicy lips
Excrement drunk like intimated beverage....

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To feel the sunlight
splash my face
with kisses dusted
on dandelion lace
the sun juiced laugh
of a child running free
tempts my soul to unwind
puckered lips smile at me
blown fluffed on a breeze
twisting twirled round the blue
breathes the sky greened grass
wonders why wonders who
and I reach for those stars
soft weeds flowering the air
and I close my eyes and listen
to his miracles everywhere...

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A city up on the south bank of the Aire River,
Mossy with long 'loggy' greens,
Land-sides,flat like table tops,
Scenery,with a glance, so pretty.
Cool breeze,fresh like juiced lemonade.
Archival historical Art Gallery,
John Lewis' eye-catching towers,
Broad lanes along tall piles,
Roundish loopy ring roads;
bejeweled  with shiny traffic lights.
....................My Leeds!
Yorkshire's pride...........!
A winsome English county....

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Enjoy being young, the downward
rush of seeming omnipotence; too
soon the flow, inevitably will slow,
and then, the upstream paddle – 

enjoy being moist and juiced...
before the creak and the rattle –

although youth may seem an
unfair battle at times, with challenges
insurmountable, often one pleading
for a divine arbiter, old-age reveals 
the true tensile of character –  and
the worth of a trying journey before the
welcoming gurney –...

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Protect until I pry.
Tighly closed with the waves of life rushing moving,
warm drifting current,
pulling me, pushing you.
Soft center, pillows of juiced layers of life.
Pearl in the middle. In the beggining that,s what is was.
Sensation running though you,though me.
A spot as small as the tip of my finger, my tongue
Mother of Pearl.
life will be made, and will grow in the shell.
That's why I know in the beggining it was
the Mother of Pearl
then there was love....

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My heart in motion 
palpitates a wild tarantella, 
resonates vibrant valves 
and grieves for you, 
my choosing. 

Then juiced on devotion, 
elevates a blue umbrella, 
supplicates and salves, 
in letting go, 
fears losing. 

The reversal of motion 
integrates calming distance, 
initiates fast retreat, 
this failing heart 
lest I forget it. 

No more to cry an ocean, 
abdicates my once insistence, 
resuscitate a love so sweet 
become my life, 
and not regret it....

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Serendipity is a welcome friend
Who lashed out as if she knew what she as doing.
She took my hand and wrenched me near
Juiced my heart of its pursuing.
And right there, of a sudden, in front of me
Was something so sweet, so immensely grand
I shook myself free, knowing it couldn’t be;
For who would care to touch my heart?
To let me feel in a warm wrap of zeal
That was blown apart?
The days of late, the nights of gone
Have left me empty
An empty being with nothing 
But a song....

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