Sorbet tastes so good in your mouth.

Out of my mouth,
honey dripped meat;
blossom blossom blossom,
please
Invite the bees

out of my mouth,
drip tea from the trees;
suckle suckle suckle,
please
invite rose coloured disease

Author's Note

I don't know. The Juno picture has nothing to do with the poem, it just makes me happy

Reviews

[Collect-Eye]

the title alone makes the poem for me..you really have to admire the rhythm and dynamics of its honesty. I do. This piece really exposes the balance between vulnerability and light-heartedness that is involved w/ love and happiness. It's irony wrapped in enigma that you're drinking tea [because it's sweet] to heal the sickness that you're ingesting simply [because it's beautiful]. That's what I got from it anyway..good stuff.

Juno!

sorbet, it's enticing and dangerous at the same time...
-but I'm going to head to the store in an hour or so and buy a huge carton of it anyway.

[Ross Saunders]

The repeated sounds and rhythm in this poem were especially effective. A lot of terrific images and ideas at work here. Nice work.