Orange Tree Poems - Poems about Orange Tree

...driving our kids west . . . our past life vanishing in the rear view mirror I don’t recall many details about our move to California. My husband’s job had transferred him two states over to Cali......Read the rest...

...10/18/2023 A California autumn, so warm, so good. Such peace in our smiling, neighborhood. Jazz music of Dave Brubeck fills the air. A hungry cat comes, nestling on our stair. Fresh, dar......Read the rest...

...Our poet be thou or thee, set, too rest her feet, under thee full o'le orange tree in her hand an orange, eyed too eat, Searchin' her brain she wondered... 'Can't a rhyme for thy Orange be' s......Read the rest...

...Walking at dawn in the countryside, Is a catharsis .All the perfumes intoxicate me, The scent of pine, More acidic than a white lemon, The one of the Daphne Odorata like jasmine, The scent of th......Read the rest...

...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 gra......Read the rest...

... Evensong of Hope We all hope for freedom from pain. Or..that our sadness will go away. ......Read the rest...

...If you walk around our house…and I say this candidly…you probably wouldn’t give a second thought to some of the things you see. You’d probably miss that piece of wood in the corner…if you walk by ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Oranges Frost in Florida once, I planted an orange tree among thousands of other orange trees in an orchard when in Florida. The coppice belongs to a friend of mine who invited me to plant th......Read the rest...

... Ah, dearest Wordsworth, what dost thou think? Of my meaningless poetry, scribbled in purple ink? Fooling myself, that I am an international poe......Read the rest...

...In the wee hours, When the wish hours of sleep flowers, To computer games still sticking And one’s satisfied lips licking; A still irrepressible interest in understanding a movie Or memorizing t......Read the rest...

...In the wee hours, When the wish hours of sleep flowers, To computer games still sticking And one’s satisfied lips licking; A still irrepressible interest in understanding a movie Or memorizing t......Read the rest...

...CALIFORNIA CALLING  Living my dream! Surmounts any scheme. It's like heaven on earth. No long faces nor dirth. When your decisions are where your heart is. Love finds you, and your drea......Read the rest...

...The morning after I killed myself, I woke up. I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a j......Read the rest...

...I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style, where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile. Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by … comforts of the......Read the rest...