SOL’S A SHINING
Sol’s a shining,
And dog is laying around,
For on this day
Winter has made her home in residence,
And bought another dimension to feeling
Adding to a wonderful time of year,
And I sit in contentment be
And bask in Sol’s feathered warmth;
And let the world around
Pass with noisy traffic abound,
And siren in background,
Clear sky rain surrendered
A notch in the gauge indicates the occurrence,
Garden dressed in freshness splendid,
A zephyr stirs the leave’s,
On boughs of trees parked within the garden here
And beyond the garden fence,
Jackass from beyond laughs, laughs, and laughs again
To me he is friend in background far,
Butterfly dressed in yellow hues
Flitters and flutters on upward drift,
As winter shadows dance and prance adorn the land,
Papaya tree burdened down with fruity treasure plenty,
Banana tree heavily pregnant hangs prodigiously to ground,
It’s this time of the year for reflection in the knowledge
That I have plenty of blessings that abound
And wrap their arms around,
That I have much not to take for granted:
And Sol’s a shining,
And dog is laying around.
Francis Cooper – Mac © 29-Jun-20
Categories:
papaya tree, appreciation, celebration, creation, environment,
Form: Free verse
A cerulean jay
perches
atop a papaya tree.
One goitered old woman
preens
a bright comb
in chartreuse hair.
Categories:
papaya tree, bird, imagery, tree,
Form: Imagism
like linen sheets upon a clothesline breathe
air circulates through our home
Pearl City Oahu
~
a small fenced in yard bumps the busy road
where a papaya tree grows
along with my children
~
a forty-five minute scenic drive
from calm to North Shore steep waves
a surfer’s paradise
~
my twenty something husband boogie boards
waves throw his ride onto beach
thrill seeker befriends life
~
toddler son embraces milder waters
billowing seas at twilight
high tide bids aloha
~
this haole misses most the awesome beach
precious time of family
the aloha spirit
~
3/5/2018
Aloha - hello, goodbye, welcome
haole - caucasian
Categories:
papaya tree, beach, family, ocean,
Form: Kimo
The able had plucked all the yellow on top.
They had carted away with all the lemon too;
Left only the green on the papaya tree.
The lame came and left with the green they met.
On the dinner-table was the last pawpaw shock:
The yellow were icky,the lemon were rotten too;
Only the green were red and crispy in their mouths.
18th Jan.,2015
Categories:
papaya tree, fruit,
Form: Free verse
You chew your papaya like you chew her head.
Callous and savagely,
You take out each seed, like you did of hers.
Each seed she sowed in you, you spit out from your soul.
You think you can slice away from her life, give her a piece and let her go.
Aah but what do you know?
She has already killed the biggest seed sown by you.
In her womb lies the remains that you spewed!
The remains of the Papaya tree you grew...
Categories:
papaya tree, life, loss, love, people,
Form: Personification