Short semi-zen poems. Fruits. Insects. Cats. Nothing.
I love this poem with its story of eating of the fruit and a meeting up, a stroll with a hint of a romance, and if you take it deeper a correlation between the orange and the apple in the Garden of Eden, Mia, because it sounds like paradise to me. Lpf, Olan
this poem is breathing joy. right to the last line. warm and ripe. :))
Oh, this really beautiful - it's like an amazingly colourful dream, one I wouldn't want to leave!! :o)
This little piece of nothing is very sweet and special! Sounds like a mesmerizing place to be in!
Cute story. I like the line it's like drinking the sun's energy.
Lovely, 'breathing joy' and how wonderful to find an orchard near the beach :))