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Seeking One Ripe Plum

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~~ 1 ~~
 
Seeking one ripe plum,
I approach the laden tree
with a grateful heart.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
behind the blue pantry door—
no one has a key
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Seeking one ripe plum
to split among my children—
each will taste a slice.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
to the east of the grain field—
three crows menace me
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
to give to the single mom
in Apartment 3
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
Seeking one ripe plum
I scratch my head in wonder
before the gnarled tree.
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum—
depending on the moon’s phase
I might find seven
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
while the player piano
rolls out tinkly tunes
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
for the youngest of my sons—
his birthday present
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
Seeking one ripe plum—
the glint in her eye tells me
she’ll split the bounty.
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
on a level garden path
wingless butterfly
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
seeking one ripe plum
while spiders attach their webs
to my eyes and ears

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Present

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Someone left a stone at Roxaboxen Park, Yuma, Arizona. (Read why people leave stones at Roxaboxen.)
 


tiny painted stone
present in the children’s park—
gravel speaks in tongues

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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