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Sitting Under My Flowering Pear

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Sitting Under My Flowering Pear

The gilded banter quickens
with each gust of wind.
Speaking all at the same time,
the chatter of restless leaves rises
and falls riding the wings of the zephyr
while scents of sage, apple,
and honeysuckle hitch on board.
The glitter of the golden sun peeks 
through the lacy canopy to eavesdrop.
                    ~~ Judi Van Gorder


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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dcmarti1

Imagery, alliteration, personification. Like the old commercial said, "Good stuff, Maynard!"  🙂

 

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tonyv

I love the sensuality, in particular the scents that amalgamate into a single expression of the terrior at the moment of composition. A pleasurable read  -- there is a fineness to this poem (title included).

Tony


Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Tinker

Thanks Marti, Sometimes a poem speaks to you and you have to write it down.


I'm glad you liked it Tony, I have been loving the balmy mornings that allow me to sit under the tree and just listen to my garden, a great way to start the day.

~~Judi 


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com

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