Tiger Eye

…from some distance,
Someone might have thought
I was making a fire in my hands. – from Oranges, by Gary Soto

 


..
We have not yet peeled the sun from
this insignificant sky, some
bright bartered distance

between us where someone
of consequence just might
be waiting. Perhaps they have
caught a marmalade thought

on spiced tongue (which I
was saving for you)
; was
bent on making
into an amber song, a
feast of fire
and bronze bent in
-to sandstone in my
hesitant ginger hands.

 

..
A second Golden Shovel for my form prompt over at 
dVerse. Come play! 

 

 

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17 Responses to Tiger Eye

  1. ghostmmnc says:

    Wonderful! You make it look so easy, your way with the words! 🙂

  2. Mary says:

    I especially like the idea of a ‘spiced tongue.’ You are really on a roll with these golden shovel poems.

  3. Perhaps they have
    caught a marmalade thought
    on spiced tongue (which I
    was saving for you)……….. Love that De

  4. Oh, I’m going to copy and paste the very same line as Debi–such a delicious image, such a delicious use of the form. I want to try another–the heck with unpacking.

  5. Bodhirose says:

    You do make it look easy and always add your unique and clever touches, De…masterfully.

  6. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    marmalade thought
    on spiced tongue..

    Mmm hmm ❤ lovely work De 🙂

  7. Another nice bit of poeting, there. And you know I can’t ignore a double De!

  8. kanzensakura says:

    spiced tongue, amber, ginger, marmalade….oh how you tie this up into such an amazing cocktail. you make this look so danged easy. in awe.

    • whimsygizmo says:

      Thank you. I decided I wanted to some synonyms for the color orange, to go with the original poem title. There are so many delicious words in the world!

      • kanzensakura says:

        I often think of the colors in the cats I seem to favor: marmalade, ginger, orange, amber….but being in a cooking flurry lately, I equate them to spices. I made an interesting drink the other day: grated fresh ginger, fresh orange juice, gin, swirl of marmalade, good shake with ice. Oh.my;word. dangerous. could be breakfast of champions.

      • whimsygizmo says:

        HEAVENS. That sounds fantastic.

  9. You make me think of a summer breakfast, with toast and marmelade tongue. Your way with words inspires

  10. kim881 says:

    So full of golden colour!

  11. Patti says:

    I love it, especially the marmalade thought. That delights me.

  12. Love the idea of a ‘marmalade thought’… drifting into spice. So many visually appealing and tasty images.

  13. Glenn Buttkus says:

    So clever & sensual, the form really kick-started your creative juices it seems. Your flavorful poem is good enough to eat; just saying.

  14. kaykuala h says:

    a feast of fire
    and bronze bent in
    -to sandstone in my
    hesitant ginger hands.

    Lyrics to spice up a good song can literally fall from the sky to those with good intentions. One might be hesitant initially but it is a blessed choice. Great lines De!

    Hank

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