Tomatoes Poem by Martin Webb
Tomatoes
Rating: ★5.0
I ate the last
of the tomatoes
from the garden
They were red-rich,
musky and metallic
Like a crisp bite
from the naked sun
It saddened me,
to see
The last of
summer's
zenith
fade into the yellowed Fall
and into the smothering grey
of winter
Leaving me
so solitary,
freezing within it all
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love,philosophical
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4/28/2024 8:59:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice write......................................... Naila 👍 👍
Thank You for your kindness. Have a great week- Marty