Dear Ones,

            In case you didn’t notice, April is National Poetry Month and yes…I have a poem.  Hope it will  APPEAL to you. 

Address An Orange

                        by    Patti Ross

Good morning orange.

Cupped in my hand like a glowing orb, I cuddle you

And growing warm you emit a pungent sweetness

I lift you to my nose and sniff it in

Inhale the pungent fragrance of your skin.

Good morning orange.

I sit you on my plate and peel the pith

With fingers sticky and stained I watch

The peel drop away like darkness at the dawn

your nakedness revealing juicy jewels of gold

waiting to be swallowed like the day ahead.

A cool slice curls my tongue and citrus fills my mouth

I chew you

Good morning orange.

Pay attention to the day for like the orange it will slip away

Eaten by the gods of time