Mature
Naturally maturing, not gassed, not dipped.
Taken down, a bit yellow, from the tree,
And left to ripen indoors readily,
From one, to two, to three …
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FM:)
♥♥
Mature
Naturally maturing, not gassed, not dipped.
Taken down, a bit yellow, from the tree,
And left to ripen indoors readily,
From one, to two, to three …
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FM:)
♥♥
For a Change
More used to stares.
Never expected:
When I lie there, no one sees.
When I rise, no one sees.
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Inspired by Robert Okaji’s line:
// When I rise no one sees. Or everyone stares. //
in
The Neurotic Dreams September in April
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FM:)
♥♥
Who would have imagined
Not Signal 10, or signal 8
But a mini THREE
And this tall tree
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FM:)
♥ ♥
First Chips
Not potato glass noodles,
Not potato mashed,
Potato chips spicy.
Two chips only.
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FM:)
♥♥
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