Imagist poetry

Shaky voice on line

Assures good news,

Uncertain performer

eyes open and centered

stretches out his foot

hearing only disbelief

tender arms, night falls

Raw fruit picked fresh

Peeled by hand with love

Juice running down soft lips

While seeds burst from flesh,

Warm tongue lets out content sigh

Child makes foam beard

Naked in his shower

Imitates his father

Mocks his childishness

breeze flows through

Windows open wide

Peeking  through cracks
green lawn.   white fence