My Fingers Sticky

The basket gathered
pulled closer to me
the farm stand treasure
close by my side

The pages of the summer reading
a bit more than tacky
my fingers sticky
from the nectar, the juice

Rich flavor, the thick skin,
the orange and red flesh
eating another Georgia peach
in the warm southern sun


October 14, 2010


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