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My Mid Winter Orange Travels

The blooming luster of citrus oil upon my pine cabinets, tantalizes my senses and I am transported to the tropics, escaping midwinter’s clutches. The sun-kissed, sterling baubles adorning each rolling wave’s crest, are pearlesque raindrops dancing upon the eternal sands; tiny cantaloupe balls for a sand-crab’s weekend party. A golden-orange sky-orb hangs above the crystalline waters of the Atlantic; a tangerine, popcorn ball for the angels to share. I watch the cloud-angels gather overhead; Raphaelite puffs swarm the carrot-colored skies; a gathering of sacred rites, that I am privileged to witness. My skin drinks in the sweet, apricot nectar from Heaven’s light-spray and I take another sip of chilled Orange-Julius...ahh...

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Date: 8/22/2020 11:44:00 AM
This is a fave for me because ORANGE is my FAVORITE color!
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Date: 8/14/2020 4:24:00 AM
Superb imagery adorns your poem--so many wonderful metaphors!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 8/21/2020 4:25:00 PM
Thank you Vijay, I appreciate that.
Date: 8/13/2020 6:56:00 PM
I loved everything about this, M.L. Reminds me of a modern version of Blake's "To see a world in a grain of sand..." I also look at things and transport myself in my mind to beautiful places (sometimes I will go to them for real). I want an invite to the sand crab's party. I'll bring the cantaloupe. You coming?
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 8/13/2020 7:05:00 PM
Wow, that's high praise, thanks so much.

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