Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Shiny Red on my Floor


Bounteous fruit fell off the tree,
And onto my barn floor.
These fruits of mystery,
Blocked the barn door.


Shiny red on the tree,
So tempting to me,
What were they all about?


I thought maybe some philosophical theme,
Some interpretation by the farmer,
Walking through his shiny, red grove,
Painting pictures of it in his mind.


A red, shiny idea of it's kind.

Submitted: Friday, September 27, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013
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