Serina Alonzo

Thornberries - Poem by Serina Alonzo

The poor animal had blood
Dripping from its lips,
For no one had forewarned it
That thornberry branches had thorns.
Blood tasted of sensational stillness.
Thornberries tasted of pain and bitterness.
Blood stained the animal's lips
As it walked away, aching,
When all it ever wanted was to taste

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013

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