Debora Short

Rookie (August 4 / Florida)

Afternoon Tea And Pirate Trees - Poem by Debora Short

Swaying shadows gently
Scrub that dappled sepia and grayed bark
Bouncing about as if they were
Puppets on strings
Soft Western breezes
Caress fresh spring leaves
Blowing tall tree-trunk shadows eastward

I begin to think of
Afternoon Tea and Pirate Trees...
Soaring schooners bejeweled
With four lofty white pine masts
Guided with the whitest of clouds…

On deck, those scurrilous crew hands
Serve those much – loved,
Tiny vegetable sandwiches…
Oven – crisped wraps
Seasoned with teriyaki and
Filled with pepper jack,
Asparagus, sweet Texas onions
Sweet peas in their pods,
Red and green bells, broccoli and carrots…
Yum! ... OH …to walk the plank for…

Rounded out with
New Zealand’s best…
You know
Those Captain Kidd Apple Slices,
Swimming in pools
Of strawberry
Dished up with...
Fragrant bergamot
And kissed with
Uncle Dunham’s back-yard honey,
Deliciously gracing my favorite
Wild - flowered teacup

In contemplation
I read on …studying
Feet up under those tall trees
And bare to the world

Sailing off in thought
In Tall Ships
With those awe - inspiring
Masts blowing billowy sails
Thru blue skies filled with
Foamy cloud waves

When suddenly, my black lab,
Bluebeard races to that deck
And eats the
Last of my sweet dreams!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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