Twisted, gnarled with roots exposed, you are,
Rotted and infested, baring bitter fruit.
Contrary,
Fresh buds of spring and summer fruit, I bare,
Tart but sweet, from bitter root.
A contest entry
- He Said, She Said by baghdaelf.
700 points, ended June 22, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Very nice! This could apply to so many things. Thank you for entering and good luck!


