Hybrid Peach

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Fireblossom Friday: “A Touch Of Gray”

“Every silver lining’s got a touch of gray”~The Grateful Dead

This notion of a touch of gray in an otherwise good situation could be applied to a job, to children, to one’s location, to almost anything.   Your challenge is to write about something that is basically good, or satisfying, or positive, but that nonetheless contains some element of gray.

Like a ripe peach,
I have blossomed,
a full flower of
Pacific Northwest
life. Confidence level rose,
poetry and prose climbed
like ivy on a fence. Perhaps,
it was a matter of age,
a stage of life in which one unfurls.
Within my core of vivid-
colored petals, dull spots
of darkness, and breakage
reside. That is where family,
and friends I left behind
have shattered parts of my heart–
if you look long and deep.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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3 Responses to Hybrid Peach

  1. Oh yes that separation will always be like spots on perfect skin.

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  2. coalblack says:

    No one arrives anywhere unscathed, do they? But to survive and arrive and shine, that’s something to be proud of.

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  3. Kerry O'Connor says:

    Life is so much more about what we have left behind, the older we get. This is heartfelt and very real.

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