Ken Baker

Rookie (ancient / Brooklyn)

Red Delicious - Poem by Ken Baker

nibbled, dribbled,
picked, sticked then licked,
over your thin skin
I slide my tongue,
cool, poking.
now in your harvest,
you have become
a piece of my spirit
and a line in my belly.
didn't you know.
we are here for each other.

© Ken Baker 2010
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Topic(s) of this poem: food

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  • (10/2/2010 11:24:00 AM)

    Will never eat another apple again without having thoughts of youir poem, most entertaining post indeed, Brendan. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 7, 2014

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