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