The Woman with a Pomegranate for a Heart
I met a woman
who had a pomegranate
for a heart
She was sweet
and tart
and full of life
She was the type who would
sew its seeds into the seams of her clothes
right along the edge of her sleeves
Until they would burst
staining her lovely skin
and her dress a shade of red
She was beautiful
like a pomegranate tree
in full bloom
I wanted to taste her
to see if she was as delicious
as she looked
But I was afraid
afraid of what I might find
inside her sweetness
She was the kind of girl
who made you feel
like you could conquer the world
And I was afraid
of seeds getting stuck in my teeth
or falling in love with her
So I walked away
and I never got to savour
her pomegranate heart
Thanks for reading, any constructive criticism is welcome! (I keep going back and forth between "never got to savour" or "never got a taste of" at the end) Edit: Thanks so much for all of your lovely comments, it really means a lot!
Posted Jul 31, 2022, 7:33 PM UTC · edited
Wow! I loved it! Fantastic imagery and I think fairly relatable, as we all have seen someone who we think is just unobtainable or we fear what the future might be like with them. It really brought back the memories of when I first started dating, the fear of becoming attached and wanting to pull away because of it. I'm glad I fought through it unlike the narrator here though! Truly the thought of a woman sewing seeds into her clothes and them bursting and staining her clothes red with their juice was a phenomenal scene. Well written! As for "never got to savour" or "never got a taste" I feel like taste is quick and fleeting, while savouring is slow and lasting so use whichever one fits how you thought of the poem!