Diana Rosser


Shelling Peas - Poem by Diana Rosser

Shelling peas in the sunshine,
sitting with legs outstretched,
feeling golden; rays of warmth
spread across my cotton chest.

Shelling peas in the sunshine,
pressing each pod down the line
splitting each pea pod w i d e open
shelling peas, one at a time.

Shelling peas in the sunshine,
list’ning to birds in the trees,
feeling golden; rays of warmth
spread across my bowl of peas.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 28, 2013


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