Ruth Walters


I Bit Into A Peach - Poem by Ruth Walters

I bit into a peach, it was my first,
it's furry skin,
the tart, sweet juice
excited taste buds,
dribbling down my chin,
sticky in the afternoon sun.

It compensated for a bad day,
in a hostile environment where I felt victimised,
and my eyelids closed in the sudden ecstasy
of sensations.

Who knew a fruit could bring such pleasure
on a hot summer's day.
Then my teeth hit the hard gritty centre stone,
twanging;
momentarily shocked by the pain
I was unable to scream.

Tears ran down my cheeks, nothing else mattered.

Topic(s) of this poem: food


Comments about I Bit Into A Peach by Ruth Walters

  • Robert M SmithRobert M Smith (2/14/2020 3:23:00 AM)

    The basic pleasures in life come alive in your poem. (Report)Reply

    Ruth Walters(2/14/2020 8:01:00 AM)

    The trouble with Poemhunter is that people tend to read the poems on the first page, the recent poems and I've written 528 poems here on Poemhunter that all go unnoticed now.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 14, 2020



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