Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

Untimely Fig

There is a cluster of figs
One is good size not far from getting ripe
But this time of year on this hillside
Next to the creek soon frost could come
Ole' Jack Frost bringing that white

Devoring tender shoots and figs
Figs that are late out of season 
So as to speak
But there is hope for that one fig

Maybe I will get to taste of its
Delicate fruit that is delicious
Wonderful to the hungry soul
I hope that I do; nothing like a mature fig

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Carol Fillmore September 18, 2010 at 10:57 AM I enjoyed this piece very much...but you do realize that now after reading your wonderful imagery, I am craving fresh figs (although dried would do in a pinch:)!? LOL great job, Sara! Thanks so much for your comment on "Autumn"... this was one of those poems that seem to write themselves (how this happens, I don't know:), and it was such a joy to compose this. Carol

Lynette Chachere September 16, 2010 at 5:34 PM sounds very wanting for the soul(-: jack frost makes me think of icing in such. ~Always&Forever Lynette

Michael J. Falotico September 16, 2010 at 3:36 PM Getting everyone hungry with this taste work of art...Michael

Chuck Keys September 16, 2010 at 3:10 PM now you got me hungry for fig. great write, thank you, chuck

De R September 16, 2010 at 11:37 AM I like figs very very much...but they don't grow in my country..:(...great poem, dear Sara...have a wonderful day...Emilia

Deb Wilson September 16, 2010 at 11:20 AM Delicious write and making me hungry! Take care~Deb

Carol Sunshine Brown September 16, 2010 at 11:16 AM Enjoyed reading your poetry today Sara. Hope you have a wonderful day.Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta September 16, 2010 at 9:43 AM Very impressive and expressive write. enjoyed it, Sara

Anna-Marie Docherty September 16, 2010 at 6:38 AM Stope, stop, stop! you are making me so hungry and is mid afternoon here... My stomach is gurgling and mouth watering from this lovely yummy write.... Well done. Appreciate your most welcome thoughts and comments on my writing today! Anna-Marie.