Orange’s Heart

Posted on March 2, 2012 | 13 Comments

The spray from the peels was acrid, and stung our eyes
But the juice of the orange turned to pulp and dried
The texture and coloring were quite firm and bright
Funny how we rely on, just feelings and sight

© 2012 Michael Yost 3/2

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13 responses to “Orange’s Heart”

  1. Jamie Dedes | March 3, 2012 at 3:46 AM | Reply

    Nice, Michael! 😉

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  2. Renee Espriu | March 4, 2012 at 8:03 AM | Reply

    Nicely written Michael. Found your site through Becca’s and thought I’d have a look around.

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  3. Life: Between the lines | March 4, 2012 at 1:40 PM | Reply

    lol, that was descriptive and so cute. It made me smile 🙂 I should attempt this form someday!

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  4. Daydreamertoo | March 5, 2012 at 4:47 AM | Reply

    Lovely, the description offered the temptation in the juices. Great write 🙂

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  5. Marlee-I Mystic | March 5, 2012 at 6:57 AM | Reply

    This was a great poem for me to read after a 12 day fast, I know I will appreciate the next orange I pick up. Good job of putting the senses int a poem.

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    • booguloo | March 5, 2012 at 10:39 AM | Reply

      You have no idea how much I admire your sacrifice. Food is one of my problems in my life, but it’s been one all my life. Some of us are going to be pleasingly plump I guess. smiles…

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