I, the Succulence
Now the succulence of autumn fruit
Badly bruised by your intention
Lay waste outside the entrance
Of a divisive heart
No longer shining
Nor is she sweet
Posted on September 30, 2016, in Kay Salady Poetry, nonet poetry, poetry, the poetry of kay salady, Uncategorized and tagged abusive relationship, autumn, badly bruised, blemished, divisive heart, entrance, fruit, intention, lay waste, nonet poetry, shining, succulence, sweet, your sin. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.