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Six Summer Nectarines

Six summer nectarines
Nestling snugly in a bowl,
Lovingly and caressingly
Selected and arranged there
As if by a lover's hand.
Cool, flawless skin,
Firm, sweet, succulent flesh,
Curiously sensuous cleft,
And lush fruity perfume
Awaken in me,
Suddenly,
Unpredictably,
A vaguely conscious semblance
Of forgotten longings
Unabated,
And remembered passions
Unfulfilled.

Copyright © Jim Slaughter | Year Posted 2023

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Bill Baker Date: 9/14/2023 10:22:00 PM Fruit can do that to you, Jim. I think that's why the Greeks lay around eating grapes all the time in old movies. :-) I liked your poem, my friend. A poet friend in Texas, Bill Login to Reply Jim Slaughter Date: 9/15/2023 10:53:00 AM Thanks, Bill. Yes, grapes are quite healthy...but re the Greeks eating habits...perhaps they were just too lazy to stomp them into wine.

Silent One Date: 9/3/2023 9:02:00 AM Jim my friend I hope you are well.. Its been a while... interesting poem here.. I am trying to picture your analogy here.. is this your harem of 6 lovely ladies? Just kidding.. you always make me think.. Login to Reply Tom Woody Date: 9/3/2023 11:39:00 AM Lol Jim Slaughter Date: 9/3/2023 11:12:00 AM Thanks, S O. I wrote this piece a number of years ago, as I recall, and I don't think there is really an "analogy" here...and certainly, I do not have a "harem" with any number of "lovely ladies". This one is a bit weird for me, too, because I don't usually think about food in this way. Something must have set me off, but I can't imagine what it was at the time.

Ilene Bauer Date: 8/31/2023 1:08:00 PM love this, jim! Login to Reply Jim Slaughter Date: 9/1/2023 10:24:00 AM Thank you, Ilene. I'm not really sure where this one came from.

Tom Woody Date: 8/31/2023 12:37:00 PM Not sure about the passion thingy but they're sure tasty on a hot summer day Jim Login to Reply Jim Slaughter Date: 9/1/2023 10:23:00 AM Thanks, Tom. I guess one man's fruit is another man's fantasy.