Best Orange Tree Poems

Under the orange tree, the baby
in her woven basket boat, sailing
on the green-green grass.

Peeling the orange fruit, sibling
in a  blue-teal dress. Juicy
orbs on the plentiful grass.

Toddler in christening dress, and
white cap. Bucolic blessings in
habitat. Repose, under orange oasis....

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The concrete jungle shines and gleams
All around shiny glass beams
And amid this dusty shimmering sea
Stands a lone orange tree

The fragrant flowers silently blooms
Seeking the warmth from the sun that looms
The birds have left and stopped their calls
It is quiet, not a sound falls

The weary traveller...

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Round clutches of merriment, 
And contemplative fumes, 
Rattle the chiffonier of things past. 
Off-white memories are shaken out, 
Studied and delicately refolded for safe keeping. 

In the distance, the hues of evening, 
Drape gently across the castle walls, 
And warm the clouds over the sea....

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orange tree guarded the woman’s fantasies daily
She visited him often with her pony dog Bailey
sometimes they would drag along a yellow duck
He had a hoarse weird bark, that was no cluck.

The woman sat under orange tree and plotted fine.
Sometimes she wrote a page, other times...

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A day’s routine so easily holds me captive.
I confess to mindless, museless departures,
Brainless unpoetic habits so unreflective,
That I cannot dwell in momentary textures. 

But January ripens oranges on my neighbor’s tree,
Marking spring’s beginning in California.
Midwestern groomed; such play awakens me.
Fat, lush oranges tumble all over...

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Orange ball seems to play
Hide and seek with trees and lake
Sea green water snake...

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