The Lemon Tree. Poem by Michael Walker
The Lemon Tree.
In winter I would wake up on cold mornings,
draw back the bedroom curtains to see the lemon tree
growing alone in the garden and flourishing,
with ripe, yellow lemons there for the taking.
I soon did pick those lemons to make
my own lemon drinks, using a squeezer,
a strainer, sugar and honey, which was easy.
My lemon drinks tasted as sweet as success.
Now it is spring and the lemons are small
and shrivelled and not worth using.
I went back to buying lemonade and lemon cordial,
which were still sparkling and energizing.
I planted a few more fruit trees
to give my lonely friend company.
This morning I drew back the black curtains:
The lemon tree had promising flower buds.
-14 November,2016.
Amazing soul to life through changing seasons...When you mention you planting more trees to company that lonely tree... it made me feel so warm, because of course we dont know how tree feels but i know how care you are..a amazing soulful owner
Yes Yes, the poem is about the life force in people and trees and nature. It is a soul poem, which you have noticed and commented on. Thank you for your perceptive comment.
Imagery of experience of cold morning of winter is nicely brought up in imagery. Lemon tree grows alone in field and seeing it through window gives nice essence in this poem. Planting few more lemon trees is good. They give companion and friendship. Entirely this poem s interesting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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'In winter I would wake up on cold mornings, draw back the bedroom curtains to see the lemon tree growing alone in the garden and flourishing, ' wonderful memories, my father had a lemon tree like this, now old and neglected, time I planted a lime and whispered life into it