One ripe peach, fallen from the tree
were I to be swayed
from moments of neglect
requires pondering the peril of gravity
just long enough to put down the book
of poetry which has captivated me
in some form or fashion,
as one intent on "counting sparrows",
perhaps more content
with counting crows.
(Oddly enough, I understand her words.)
Inclined toward the journey,
in the moment of departure,
I make my way to the fallen fruit.
In the lingering that followed,
(sweet, succulent, palatable)
the peach and I become one.
Dan Tharp is the author of four books of poetry, 3 of which are in chapbook form... Side by Side, Yielding Desire to Fate, A Season Made for Wondering and A Rose in the Briar Patch. Dan resides in Southern California.