Satsuma Rinds

Gold cherry
Poem of the week
Pick of the Month

By socialeaf

Tue, 05 Dec 2023
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20 comments
 

Feet feel the ground

beneath my soles

Assuringly solid

A familiar friend

 

Shoulders the clouds

that knit overhead

Shielding forever

of the stars and cold

 

My old jacket

an advent calendar

of pockets and finds

Last winter’s coins

 

Satsuma rinds

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Leafnotes
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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is beautiful Socialeaf - love the idea of pockets being like advent calendars!

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you insert, for reading and often commenting on my stuff. It used to be that I would delete things within a few minutes of posting them, but now, (and your kind words play a big part in this) I only do it about half the time:) 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Me too, I like solid earth under my feet, the sea can take you so easily. Keep your feet on the ground and reach ofor the stars!

Keep well & Nolan

(by the way and hope not stupid, but what are Satsuma Rinds?)

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you for reading it. 'Rind' here is used as a (hopeful) synonym to 'peel'. I like the sound of the two words together:) 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

  Well done, multum in parvo indeed. As Insert pointed out, jacket pockets as advent calendar is some conceit. Marvellous.

Please, would all members share on whatever Social Media they use?

Author Page at the 'Zon
 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Amazing! Thank you for golden cherries!

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Congratulations on the golden cherries Socialeaf - very well deserved!

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you:)

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

I like the weathered sense of endurance, of rediscovered preserved past, in a ritual of seasons 

Delightful

Best

 L

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you lenchenelf!

Roy

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

magical poem

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you Di. 
 

Roy

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Love this, especially the title and the idea of those rinds hardening in your pocket over summer and autumn. The link back to last mid-winter. Beautiful.

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you for reading it, Jane! 

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is our Poem of the Week - Congratulations!

 

Submitted by celticman on

we lose coins but find memories. 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

We lose memories (friends too) & we lose coins.

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is our Poem of the Month - congratulations!

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

A lovely surprise! Thank you so much! 

Roy 

 

Submitted by Kris on

Its art.... yes