The desert sun looks up at me
with its perfect skin
like a child unsullied by thoughts
and sin
asking for nothing after the main course
of roast and crackling
bleached bones
wrenched accompaniments
all the trimmings.
I have nothing to add
as my spoon of delight
moon curves around the skin
sinking in
and a final soft puff of sweetness
and loss of innocence
pulls me down.
golly what a fine piece of writing. clever, philosophical and wonderfully open-ended and up for (mis)interpretation
great stuff.
Cheers David - you have now put this old bugger onto the horns of a dilemma and rightly so. It really was a simple dessert and likening it to a sun and the sinking down of the spoon, but as always your perceptive mind has raised the alternative, which actually might be better. I now think "desert" would set another image and expand the two simultaneously, bringing in a deeper meaning. That might be clever. I'll alter it. The idea of innocence lost must have affected you in your travels many times.
Thanks mate, hope to meet up !
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raypool
Thu 8th Dec 2016 16:39
Thanks Stu. There is now a sort of stereo approach with this re the title and the first line; i'm glad you took it on!
Ray