Hunter Creek abandoned fruit tree, Curry County, OR, by Andrew D. Barron © |
when I write about...
old fruit trees
I'll be right about
being right there
inside the blood
and earnest ritual
of a garden
I may have once had
inside my mind...
this is why poems steal...
flowers can hold us, they always do
pawning our noses with the promise
of ripe flesh and taut skin
hallowed to hollow heart chambers
waded hunger fills, empty insides waiting...
abandoned fences, lattice trellis,
other filigree and seed
traipse trace trundle strewn
the littering of gravity
in spent bodied seasons
sweetening death beneath
trees' open arms
come Autumn when Winter
whispers in warnings
and I write about pies...
EJR ©
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