In the Orchard

     In The Orchard

     Phew! Relieved. The blossoms
survived night’s killing frost. 
So few degrees, wind, fate,
determine cherry and apple pie
for Thanksgiving, or no pies.

      Fruitful or bankrupt
orchard growers. This miracle
of tiny fibrous roots munching
life from the dirt; soul of the
tree gobbling up sunlight. Pow!
Blossoms,  love.

Without asking for pink or
white, or fluttering petals in
shimmering silver moonlight —
this place to dance, love
on earth, like heaven.
I need smelling salts.

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About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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