Finally, here is the last part of my poem Oranges for Three Loves (read the complete poem here). I may yet make some small changes to it, and please feel free to offer suggested tweaks. I should have another drawing or two based on it upcoming as well.
IV. Evening dreamed
As jagged-tooth fence-post's shadow lengthens,
a sudden unthinking appetite grows.
He grabs the last orange, gobbling it all
but a lone slick seed that sticks in his cheek
His magic seeming sadly lost, the kernel
he takes, finger-pushes it in topped soil,
then lays his head next to single-seed bed
and sleeps, drowsed by a soft-chirped serenade
That night, a tree sprouts of strange banded fruit;
perched among its branches, waking he spies
a fairy's green tossed locks, and dreamy she
with limpid hazel gaze smiles back at him
6 comments:
I've just caught up with this series, and I'll be coming back to reread a few times. (That's when I can stop thinking about the three oranges I brought back from Egypt, which were just gorgeous in slices with a slurp of cointreau.)
Hi Francis,
This last poem is wonderful. It seems, at last the effort was rewarded. I love most the last two lines"
"a fairy's green tossed locks, and dreamy she
with limpid hazel gaze smiles back at him."
Requited love is always sweet and wonderful.
Francis,
I was just going to comment on the fairy... too bad Jenaisle beat me to it!
If you can't get the girl, go ahead and take your chance with the fairy! LOL
Z
@Jakill I hope it stands up to multiple readings... and those oranges sound like they were quite tasty :).
@Jena Requited love is the only way to go... even if it is just imaginary :).
@Zorlone You have to take love where you can find it, even if it's in the branches of a magic tree :)
Truly excellent work on the "Oranges" series my friend. Well done. I've been keeping an eye on you through my feed reader. As always these and your latest work are light years ahead of most everyone else in blog world. Make the transition Francis. Get out of this Mickey Mouse environment and go where the real "poets" hang out. Get your work out there to be published.
Take care my friend. You have my email address...drop me a line.
~JD
@JD I always appreciate the visits, and I'm very glad to hear from you. I'll definitely drop you a line. I was actually just thinking about you the other day.
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