The rarity of fluid on the surface,
does not erase the veracity
of its abundance,
that the fruit is made of.
For its succulent contours
are only a small reality,
but the majority prevails
with its magnificent stream;
of unrestrained kindness.
The quenching nectar,
permeating the sweltering burrow;
overwhelms the arid essence.
Author notes
Picture credit: Google search - http://www.easy-oil-painting-techniques.org/images/prt24blushingpears.jpg
A contest entry
- More Here Than Meets the Eye *Quickie* by AngelBellerose.
700 points, ended November 5, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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the heart of the matter prevails for the fruit is always the flavor in life.. well said hun and thank you for penning for me Hugs always Angel♥
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Thanks, Angel. It's pleasure participating in your contests chiefly for two reasons - one for the brilliant prompts, another for you.
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