cherita

snow

covers the dead maple leaves

& city roads 

all white

soft as river sands

filling in all the emptiness-

darkness steeps

hours with greys & bloodless sky

where are the birdsongs & bees?

my pen hears them, scratching  

away the icy blues of the long night- 

winter's breath is tangerine

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Cherishing the Cherita by Laura Bloomsbury.  Thanks for your visits and comments.

ode to a banana

 

my hand holds

you as a slice of sunshine

folded skin

yellowed as honeydew

your pulp is not sulty as a plum

nor mysterious as dragon fruit

you are a yellow stripe in a strawberry field

of exotic and colorful produce

plucked & peeled

you are my comfort snack

as a well-worn shirt

i wear 

through all the 4 seasons

many will have you fried in

sugar & cinnamon 

or boiled as a steamed fish

or mixed in breakfast oats

mashed

you are home made bread

here is the tea:

i prefer you

fresh and simple as a daisy 

bringing me

easy cares as light as butter-

fly wings

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight where I am hosting.    Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it.    Thanks for your visits and comments.

pirate

 

i pare a pear

ripe

ate it:

pit, ear, air

i tie a teepee

apart tarp

tar it:

tri-peat pitter patter trap

i err

(reaper)

art ate tea, tree, rare pieta

reel it:

R.I.P.

Posted for dVerse Poets - Anagrammatic Poetry, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.  I have used the letters in my title as words in my poem.  Thanks for your visits and comments.