Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Appealing tangerine peeling
Revealing its tender flesh to the air
As the aroma of crisp citrus rushes in
The fools stop and stare
At the nakedness of the fruit
Following suit the lacy fern
Sits in the sunny window
Pushing forth and unfurling
Its alien curled fronds
Exposing a tender heart
Watching the striptease
In the kitchen unfold
A pearl white oval egg
With its smooth porcelain skin
Waits patiently to be
Cracked by a human hand
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
Ha! I love this, Linda, especially the lovely sounds in the first stanza and the image of the furled fronds and egg waiting to be undressed. Superb!
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Thank you Kerry!
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Gorgeous! ❤️This is so skillfully woven, Linda 😀 I love the image of the tangerine “Revealing its tender flesh to the air.” 👏👏
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Thank you Sanaa. ❤️🌹
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LOL, I was expecting this poem to be about stripping floors, or paint………how delightful that it was a tangerine, shameless thing!
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Haha! Happy you enjoyed it.
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A lovely new way to look at these items / events.
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Thank you Rosemary.
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Superb!
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Thank you!
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Well, I never thought about “strippers” in this way. 🙂 Love your poem of sights and scent.
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Thank you Susie!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Oh, what a lovely poem! I’m gonna remember this when peeling tangerines. lol
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Thank you so much!
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