Julie Heckman Poet Pantoum

The Orange

The orange cool in my hands
blood orange open in the moonlight
breathing in the fresh scent
the juices savory stroke my lips
blood orange open in the moonlight
plump and painted red in my hand
the juices savory stroke my lips
gloved by stippled orange skin 
plump and painted red in my hand
breathing in the fresh scent
gloved by stippled orange skin
The orange cool in my hands

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Cherie Durbin April 3, 2011 at 10:02 AM Oh, it sounds so tasty!

Mark Spencer February 16, 2011 at 5:54 PM Okay, now I'm craving oranges. Nicely written.

Charles Melody Lightning Ink February 16, 2011 at 8:24 AM very fun to rad work, well done Julie.

Sara Kendrick February 15, 2011 at 4:08 PM Very creative work..Glad that I chose this one to read this eve...Sara

Robert Pettit February 12, 2011 at 4:12 PM Either you have very small oranges or very big pockets. This looks like a fine example of a pantoum poem.