Peaches Poem by M.J. Lemon
Peaches
i love peaches
especially in summer
the fuzz the sweetness
she really cares
for her pet name
causes her to come running
she's a good listener
she gnaws at the sofa
buries her treats in the angora
Thank you so much, Valsa. And indeed, there is more than one peach...
You are fond of peaches and you have named your pet furry cat (or could be a dog) 'Peach'. On calling her by the name, she comes running and you are happy that she is a good listener and naughty too (gnaws at the sofa) . A poem that allows the readers to think and come out with different interpretations!
Peaches sounds like such a pet! Purrfect companion and doggone pleased to see you! Love this piece! 10
stanza 1: i thought/think you meant fruits stanza 2: punctuation would help me to NOT misread this. stanza 3: Ok, maybe " Peaches" is a squirrel, a mouse, or a rat? and which other animal gets " Peaches" treats buried in its fur: cat, goat, or rabbit? ? ? I noticed this title on the Home page, to which i'm rarely drawn. i decided to read the poem because " Peaches" is a woman's nickname in a novel i'm now reading. bri :)
Thank you, Bri! How is Peaches (in the novel, I mean) ? And this verse has multiple meanings to me, with more than one 'peach'. Punctuation- that enemy (well, that's maybe exaggeration) of figurative language! ! ! - it would preclude at least 3 readings of stanza 2.
OH to be blessed with a beautiful pet (I believe a dog- maybe a cat) I have the pleasure of a joyful dog. Bravo!
Thank you, LeeAnn...and yes, one of the peaches is a truly friendly fuzzball pet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The sweetie must be as soft and in peach colour as well... How cute to read and to imagine the lovely cat running when the name called, and gnawl, i just almost imagine that vividlly by reading yours. The cuteness of what you felt and the cat itself (maybe other pet) are well transfered by words. Effective! Another side of you that i dont see in other poem, a sweet animal lover! .
Thank you so much, Soul. Yes, the fuzzball in question was indeed a nice peach colour. But as Richard mentioned, it might include another possibility, and it does!