fig tree

fig tree stood sturdy in backyard
       moon cried, sighed, shone nevertheless 
           lilies splendid we picked some sweet
                breathing nature's savoury lore
                  rain showers continued soaking 
          we donned our brown velvet jackets
      feet safe in crinkled leather boots
henceforth wrinkled folds golden holds ~

gold burnishes our folds henceforth
       feet nails dissipate in ether
           velvet frays to shreds in clouds bled
               skin flakes in soft spring rain showers 
           breath continues octagonal  
       blooms tightly curled, first lily shy
    moon fully undressed brings fresh corn
sighs ripple surface of fig drinks ~
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Hind Avatar
June 9, 2026 at 8:25 PM
"henceforth wrinkled folds golden holds ~ gold burnishes our folds henceforth" the ending and beginning of this transition is just breathtaking, wow, <3 :) xx
Singh Avatar
June 3, 2026 at 10:30 PM
A beautiful imaginative poem.Enjoyed reading it.
Daniels Avatar
June 4, 2026 at 12:33 AM
ThkU for pop-in, Akham. Namaste. Xxxx.
Buhagiar Avatar
June 3, 2026 at 10:18 AM
I love figs. Soon it will be time for them to ripen. One can understand the passage of time. The fig tree's sturdy presence acts as a grounding force, while the lilies—first shy, then splendid—represent cyclical blossoming despite the rain. A great poem.
Daniels Avatar
June 4, 2026 at 12:35 AM
ThkU for comment, Victor. I appreciate. Yeah, who doesn’t enjoy figs. No wonder it was the Tree of Enticement. Have a good week. Xx.
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