Two peaches

Two peaches

I listen to the voices
       out on the street
so animated
       and full of life
and it strikes me
       that we’re all survivors
driven by so much
       purpose so much
energy so much
       love

we get up every day
       and do our stuff
and fight the good fight
       and take the rough
with the smooth
       and I’ll paint
a couple peaches
       on a white background
and hand them to you
       and hope that you like them
and recognize that though
       they’re not really peaches
or at least they’re
       the best I could do
that they were painted
       with love for you

John Lyons

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2 peaches

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Two peaches, by John Lyons

2 peaches

Two ill-painted peaches
            and long gone but one hopes
that they were sweet
           that they were enjoyed
as a fruit of the moment
           not meant for eternity
a tasty time capsule
           subject to oxidation
and to inevitable
           decline

the succulent flesh
           concealed beneath
a soft furry skin
           and the hard stone
awaiting within for
           burial under the earth
and a bold opportunity
           to rise again

John Lyons