An even thicker rind of bitter pith,
Estranged from the serenity that lies outside its comprehension.
For what resides within is a supple flesh dissonant to its confines,
Exuding a sweet nectar that remains clothed in the abstract.
But the bitter fruit thrives in its circumstances.
......
in the middle of the day
at the latter part of June
profuse blooms such ripe berries
the world is waking
chicago cuties
tangerine days of summer
when noon redbird sings
cool burst of sunshine
from the fridge of hot august
its dream turned to dust
flowers are flaunting
crisp tomorrows coming soon
......
In a cozy kitchen, I find my bliss
Mixing flour, sugar, butter with a gentle kiss
Rolling out dough with loving care
Filling it with fruit, a treat so rare
The scent of cinnamon fills the air
As I bake my pie with love and flair
Golden crust, bubbling fruit inside
A masterpiece of flavour, my joy and pride
......
plump red strawberries
the kind we knew last red dusk
when time inched by brusque
garnet stars flash on
scarlet leaves and cardinals
mars phenomenal
crimson dragonflies
when fruitful days are going
......
An even thicker rind of bitter pith,
Estranged from the serenity that lies outside its comprehension.
For what resides within is a supple flesh dissonant to its confines,
Exuding a sweet nectar that remains clothed in the abstract.
But the bitter fruit thrives in its circumstances.
......
plump red strawberries
the kind we knew last red dusk
when time inched by brusque
garnet stars flash on
scarlet leaves and cardinals
mars phenomenal
crimson dragonflies
when fruitful days are going
......
In the orchard's warm embrace,
sunlight drips like honey,
peaches, blushing,
their skin soft as a lover's touch,
each one a promise of summer.
Fingers brush against velvet,
pluck the ripest,
juice runs like laughter,
filling the spaces between moments,
......
In a cozy kitchen, I find my bliss
Mixing flour, sugar, butter with a gentle kiss
Rolling out dough with loving care
Filling it with fruit, a treat so rare
The scent of cinnamon fills the air
As I bake my pie with love and flair
Golden crust, bubbling fruit inside
A masterpiece of flavour, my joy and pride
......
Less deciduous than the rest of the tropical fruits,
Almond,
Wayward Almond of parched wine of Burgundy,
You were forbidden...
The forbidden fruit of Shell Camp,
How are thy crimson mesocarps?
Traipses to Alvan never were in vain.
Clustering in cloyed versions of yielding
Balls, budding breasts of frayed boughs,
......