The pain is exquisite.
Flesh opens as sharp metal slices;
Tearing through tough exteriors,
revealing spongy insides.
Tears splash earth below.
As bounty is snatched and plucked.
Left; bare and exposed
With a promise –
After pruning, comes rejuvenation.
Always.
By Sarah ©2017
Image credit Pixabay
Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Sunday Writing Prompt #221, September 24, 2017 – The pain is exquisite; and also, Sammi Cox, A Month Of Mini Writing Challenges, Day 26. Task: Write a poem on the theme of “rejuvenation” in less than 10 lines.
By Sarah 