Fruit Salad Skies

Fruit Salad Skies

 

Can you see those

clouds

of pastel peach,

plum and apricot

up there ..

Hanging like some

untidy bunch

of grapes unfolded ..

An exotic salad

pinned,

but flawed like that ..

Seriously

semi-permanent

and fragile ..

Just waiting for

the cream

to be poured over

slow ..

And then, of

course, an elusive

but all

inclusive cherry

placed on the very top ..

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

I read your poem about the beauty of the clouds and I was struck by the way that you used language to capture the essence of these fleeting moments.
Your words were so vivid and evocative, and I loved the way that you described the clouds as a "bunch of grapes unfolded" and an "exotic salad pinned." The imagery that you used was so creative and imaginative, and it added a sense of whimsy and playfulness to the poem.
I thought that your poem was a beautiful and poignant reflection on the transience of life and the beauty that can be found in even the most fleeting moments.

[Neville]

what a wonderfully well reasoned review you have bestowed upon my little scribble Bhuyanshi ..
I really am smiling from ear to ear and can not thank you enough for indulging me today .. I sincerely hope you are going to call again sometime .. Neville

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement. I'm glad that you found my review to be well-reasoned and that it brought a smile to your face. It was my pleasure to indulge you today, and I'm glad that we had the opportunity to discuss your work. I would love to call again sometime and continue our conversation. Thanks again for your support and encouragement.

[Andrew John]

Oh, I can see that cherry. Yes, I can see that cherry as it's plonked on top. I like this one, Neville.

[Neville]

who can resist a cherry plonked on top .. I guess that makes at least two of us .. cheers Andrew .. many thanks for visiting my little scribble sir .. Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… we do see so many sculptures in the Sky of Cloud formations, and when the Sun sets it does seem to be a Fruit Salad that nourishes the Soul. Your Poetry is sweet and sprinkled with a bit of Nutmeg and Cinnamon. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

don't ya just love nutmeg ............... blessed are we :)

[Patricia Wedel]

I “highly” recommend Nutmeg. .. Pat

[Stella Armour]

Cream ... don't do dairy . No, some lovely thick yoghurt will do the trick with honey drizzled on my tongue.

[Neville]

you can beat an egg of course, but you just can't beat a decent drop of drizzled honey on ya tongue now can ya .. Neville

[Stella Armour]

haha, raw, unpasteurized honey ...... beautiful:)

[Neville]

scrumptious... 🐝tween U n me :)

[Stella Armour]

haha....no!

it's all mine :))

[Ken Simm.]

I always lost my cherry and I can't eat cream. But perhaps that makes this descriptive and fruity piece all the more enticing. Lovely cooking my friend.

[Neville]

are you trifling with me .. cheers Ken regardless :)

[Chris Shaw]

Sounds like a truly exotic cloudscape at sunrise. Beautiful to capture but fleeting, semi permanent and fragile. You paint a peach Melba delight here Neville. Delicious in the tasting. Good morning to you.

Chris

[Neville]

I swear it was just as indicated .. I am lucky twice over .. the first upon seeing it and secondly that you cared enough to leave such an uplifting review .. Neville