The Kitchilika

Large as a grapefruit…where’s my spoon?

A sacred plant? Clear as the moon

And life just starting for me

Or so they say

Why do people say these things?

Don’t they see me gravitate to a dance?

Confused

Have been for such a long, long time

 

Orange

It’s all orange from this venue

Orange like the color or the fruit?

I do not know?

For ya see…

…I have never seen such a tree

Like the one called

The Kitchilika Tree…that I know of

So I guess I dunno

If it’s really orange, ya see

 

Ahh, but it so much more then a tree

It seems at any rate to me

The more I read the less I know

Heard that in a song one day

Or something to the like there of

           Anyway

 

It’s sweet fragrance

A sign of connection, union

A place where the carpets are set

The beginnings of joining

In that Eastern way of stead

 

The bearing of fruit

Oh, husband and wife

Time is immaterial

An eternity, one long night

Begotten from the tree of life

 

Strangers can have it

Bypassers are welcome

Wanderers stumble upon it

Sometimes they stay

There for the wanton of change

 

Is it a song of the tree leaves

Long in the Mediterranean breeze?

Something more as the bride and groom

Grow fond of one another

Until they are at ease?

Or be it just standing songs of the loons

 

Is it the dowry?

The families, they wait

A fortunate union of two

But only if they stay

There’s an exchange of silver

A blossoming tree

A song in the wind, that sings out forever

Or so that is the plan

When someone swings a good rhyming song

And all the notes are write not wrong

The music begins

When that song is sung

And union has started or perhaps already begun

 

Under the Kitchilika tree, the song continues to be sung

Oh, don't you see?

Listen for the loons

Before they take off in the breeze

　

　

　

　

Reviews

[Ruth]

This is so cool! The imagery within is contained in such a direct manner...truly wonderful..I loved this! xx

[Felicity's Eve]

I like the rhythm of this. ^^

Nicely done! :)

[gombeggar]

thanks much, girl

[Felicity's Eve]

:)

[Larry Dyson]

A cumquat by any other name...would be daunting at least to say!

[gombeggar]

well said, eclipse

[Larry Dyson]

unless one has hearda loon or couple, the sounds and the noise of the breeze rhyming thusly,seem lost.

[gombeggar]

perhaps so