
“Nature always wears the colours of the spirit.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am sharing a poem I wrote a few weeks back. This is about citrus fruits and winter sunshine.
Winter sunshine and you
It’s the winter sunshine
Pale and just warm enough
The tangy smell of citrus fruit
Warms my nostrils with anticipation
Lime and lemons
Oranges and kinoes
The perfect accompaniments
To the afternoon sun in winters
Sitting partly in shade, a little in the sun
I enjoy our futile debates on theology and politics
The memories stay forever in my mind
Winter sun, citrus and your invigorating company.
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Please tag Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge Citrus Sinensis.
Written for;Weekly Prompts Colour Challenge – Citrus Sinensis, hosted by Sue W and GC
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Perfect collocation of the senses and nostalgia. 😍
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Thanks a lot Dora
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I love this. I also miss my citrus trees at my old house.
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Thanks EA.
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😊
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Nicely penned✨
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Thanks
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Isn’t it nice how sweet smells can trump politics? Fabulous poem, Sadje!
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Thanks Priscilla.
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Lovely penned and now I’m heading for an orange-:) orange you glad you have such influence -:)💕🍊
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Lol! Thanks 🧡🍊
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cheers 🍊🍊
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🧡🧡🧡
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This poem gives me a good feeling. 😊
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Thanks Brandon 🍊🧡
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Reminds me of my childhood… Winter sun and oranges….🤗🤍
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Yes, I also thought of my own childhood. Thanks
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Oh, I love this! I love oranges and you have captured a perfect afternoon here. 🧡
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Thanks Punam. I love kinoes better than all citrus.
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I adore oranges. I like this poem, the memories it evokes and the senses it awakens.
[What are kinoes? I’m not familiar with them.]
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Thanks Ally. Kino is a hybrid fruit, made with oranges and tangerines ( I think) it has a soft skin easily peel able, and a lovely taste. Not available in most western countries
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Sounds delicious!
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Oh it is. 🍊
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Loved this poem the first time I read it, and love it even more on the second read. Beautiful poetry, Sadje.
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Thanks a lot Jeff. I felt this would fit in with the prompt.
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You’re welcome, Sadje. Always. It fit wonderfully.
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Now I wanna eat tangerines and sit in the sun. 🥰 love it Sadje.
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Thanks Dawn. The season is about to start soon.
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Sadje, my mouth watered at the sight of the fruit and your poem that brought to life.
Thank you 🙂
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Thanks Sue. It’s my favorite winter fruit
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Wonderful. Reminds me of childhood Christmas mornings. Always got an orange or a satsuma in the stocking.
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How lovely 🍊🍊🍊
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Beautifully written Sadje!! Really sitting under sun in winters and having citrus fruit feels amazing even now.. Loved it!!💖
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Very true Kriti. Thanks
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🤗🥰
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🥰
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Oooh, I love the way you took us among these citrus-filled delights. Thank you so much for that, Sadje!
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My pleasure. 🍊🧡
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I love the warm feeling in your poem. It makes me nostalgic for wintry afternoons!
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Thanks a lot
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Your poem and picture immediately reminds me that colder weather and the holiday season is just about upon us. It’s when clementines hit the markets. Those little orange type fruit are such a great hit. The flavour; easy to peel; With just two of us at home now, we’ll still go through several cases in the next six weeks or so. A wonderful memory and reminder.
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Thanks Glen. I also think of winter sunshine and oranges
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You’re welcome. Brings back a lot of memories for sure.
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Thanks
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❤️❤️❤️
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🍊🍊🍊
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I could smell the scent while reading this
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Thanks Maria! 🍊
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That poem just raised my desire for oranges. Amazing. Appealing to the senses indeed. And the choice of picture too is perfect.
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Thank you so much Lamittan 🍊
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You’re most welcome, Sadje.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Amazing how a single scent can trigger a cascade of memories. Love this poem! 💕💕💕
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Thanks Dawn. Our sense of smell is a very powerful invoker of nostalgia
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Yes, the fresh scent of citrus takes me to summer, no matter what season it is. Lovely poem Sadje. 🍊
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Thanks Suzette. We get oranges in winters so I have those memories
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Wonderful 🍊
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💖
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You set a wonderful scene!
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Thank you Leigha
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You are welcome.
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🥰
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