Still Life With Fruit

STILL LIFE WITH FRUIT In spite of the orchard A far white moon dominates Its sick room presence lifts the eye Still life with fruit – Crescent dish with bananas, apples, pears - A wrinkled bed spread falls off the sky In all an angular canvas, A drowsy cubist squint, Imposed shapes, lines – Picasso pie This pointed, silver vase pokes through Its ample gift of flowers, Destroys the view – Oh, my! I’ve come to, limp right arm yet hangs over, Attendant tells, “Breakfast time. You hungry? Let’s sit up. There! Good guy.” Dave Austin