“In the Lane” dVerse Open Link #70

Foliaged trees face the northern border —
a pretty girl sits beneath them;
smooth shouldered,
she’s manicured and perfect,
watching her mother
enter the green grocer.

Picking juicy sweet berries year-round,
like kisses from a backseat on cool evenings,
she daydreams to ballads from a songstress nearby,
climaxing soft behind closed windows.

As mother busies in unhurried choice,
nutrition clings in her woven basket;
vibrant enticed, such colours unite,
the same as her daughter’s dreams.

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24 responses to ““In the Lane” dVerse Open Link #70

  1. smiles…the same as her daughters dreams….what a cool and vibrant scene you have painted…juicy berries are good anytime too you know…smiles…i like her saydreams of sonestresses nearby as well…ha…

  2. this has such a magic feel to it..love the berries year-round like kisses from a backseat on cool evenings…

  3. Oh those kisses from a backseat – your poem made me feel very young!

  4. Kisses from a backseat … Berries… Delight to read 🙂

  5. Love the metaphors in this one, pamela. Berries and kisses, soft singing behind the closed curtains…a lovely, pensive mood all through, in a way, very autumnal despite the allusions to summer fruits and greens. You did indeed have it in you. ;_)

    • Joy Ann, I have never lived in a place where there was such a variety of fruits and vegetables year round. I am now just learning their seasons. It has only taken me 11 years, not bad, eh? 🙂

  6. Wow, that ending, Pamela…..” the same as her daughter’s dream’ is just beautifully crafted and gives me chills. A truly well crafted poem.

  7. It’s a hit!
    “Picking juicy sweet berries year-round,
    like kisses from a backseat on cool evenings,”

    Great, great lines there. The entire piece really sets a mood and it’s one we all would love to roll in. 🙂

  8. Ha- the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree- or vice versa. Very pretty lines here. k.

  9. Luscious and sweet, like berries.

  10. a breath of flavoured air refreshing my mind as i read – thanks pamela 🙂

  11. vibrant enticed, such colours unite,
    the same as her daughter’s dreams.

    How nicely expressed Pam. We know how they are and knowing their dreams make it that much closer to them. Nicely!

    Hank

  12. Pamelita, la cantada behind the closed curtains… I could hear it… the sheer vibrance of color and imagery blew me away. Loved it, and thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting! Paz, Amelita

  13. Thanks Amelita, mi encantada tu poema de viento de campanada.
    Saludos..

I appreciate all comments.

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