Showing posts with label cantaloupe and tulips and spent poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cantaloupe and tulips and spent poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Cantaloupe

And then, enters a cantaloupe which restores faith in all melon.  So sweet, wet, ripe.  But not overly.  Perfect.  So completely satisfying, you want to tell  your friends to rush out and buy one as you know it too will be splendid.

And this is where poetry enters.  You want to share ripe words with friends.  Those few written this morning to honor spent tulips, knowing "spent" is not "rotten."


On Malisa's photo of Gabriel's birthday tulips

Chance & soil
brought these
tulips their wine-
cup contour.
Apply time,
they surrender --
beautiful
& perfectly
spent