Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Haiku: Skin

Fingernails piercing
clementine rind shifts me from
winter to summer.

Summer-like Goodness
Sure, a nice vacation in a tropic destination would suit me mighty fine right now. Lacking the funds to partake of such a diversion, I'm left to other devices to trick me into believing it's really not the doldrums of winter all around me.

What's under the skin of the One Single Impression poets this week? Do find out.

[Photo courtesy of Sun Pacific, distributors of my favorite cuties. And, no, I'm not a paid hack for them.]


Tumblewords: said...

Good job! I like the font... I've worked my way through a box of clementines and with 72 inches of snow on the ground, if there was a way to get out for more, I'd be inclined to do so. ASAP.

Anonymous said...

Maybe that is what I should do, the winter is getting to me this year, and it has barely started.

anthonynorth said...

I'm just in the part of winter where I dream of summer. A timely post.

Anonymous said...

Now I want a clementine. Of course, we don't have any and it is snowing (again). I will have to admire your delicious photo.

krissy said...

You are way better at blogging then I am.

I am not worthy. Of nothing. The end.

D... said...

I can not find cuties anywhere! I love them so.

And I really love your new header! Looking good!

Tricia said...

It's been raining here for four days and I've forgotten what the sun looks like. A Clementine sounds divine.

I love your new header!

Amias (ljm and liquidplastic) said...

To be honest I had to look up the name of the fruit to see what it was ... only to discover I have never had one. I have got to change my eating habits! Nice poem.

Quiet Paths said...

The images are very welcome this gray morning!

Beth P. said...

love your new masthead thingy!

the first squirt of freshness--

liked this one a whole box of cuties!

Anonymous said...

..how beautifully said!_
many thanks..

J said...

Cuties mean winter to me. :) And boy, we eat a lot of them!

spacedlaw said...

Fruit and spice travel
An exploratory trail.
Every bite: sunshine.


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