Eight-line Poems

Tomato

Tomato

Tiny starbursts, the little yellow blossoms
pinpricked through the dark foliage,
those hairy stems and proliferating fat leaves,
each a humble nova of secret promise,
a dream of bountiful fruitfulness and red
the bulging containment of juice and flesh
hanging heavy and ripe with goodness,
shining skin taut with liquid bounty.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 10.01.22
Prompt: Four words from poem, September Tomatoes, by Karina Borowicz.