Diana Rosser


Sun Loaded Juices - Poem by Diana Rosser

Small sour waits for ripening sun,
soaking up warm rays 'til plum
coloured sweet upon the tongue.

Plum coloured sweet upon the tongue
merry mixed with old and young
naked feet, then danced upon.

Young naked feet then danced upon
sweetness ripened by the sun.
Loaded juices run and run.

Sun loaded juices run and run,
lazy sleeping until one
day long mellow pouring done.

One day long mellow pouring done
to gather all for that one
first noble tasting on the tongue


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 17, 2012


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