Summer’s peach, sensory delight.
Fingers leave light impressions
on delectably ripe fruit
blushing to the touch.
Peach skin’s palette presents palest reds
blurring into sunset shades of lightest orange,
blending into golden yellow.
All these shades, a gentle swirl of color
so appealing to the eye.
One bite and juice dribbles down the chin.
Moisture stains fruit’s soft velvety surface
where our mouth has been.
Colors remain the same
on dry intact outside of fruit.
Inside colors brighter than outside.
Pinkish bronzed red merges into
lemon and orange sherbet shades,
temptation for another taste.
Summer’s peach,
visual and sustenance delight.
Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today I’m hosting, asking folks to write a “colorful” poem. No required length, form or rhyme scheme. Only requirement is that it must include colors! Images from Pixabay.com
lillian the home poet 
Awesome poem, and very sensory oriented! I can almost taste the peach after reading this!! Awesome prompt and beautifully evoked poem to go with it! Gracias! 🫶
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Glad you like it! And yes, I do adore peaches in the summer!
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A peachy appeal to the senses, Lill, which has made me long for a peach. I’ll buy some tomorrow. A peach is like a sunset, isn’t it!
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Nothing sweeter than that first taste of almost any summer produce: juicy tomatoes, first ear of sweet corn, first bite into a peach….and first lick of a banana popsicle!
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Wow Lillian this is just dripping with juiciness-I love it 🥰
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Exciting and enticiting, your colour pallet
much love
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Yum! So vivid I could nearly taste, see, feel, and smell them! Also, side note: banana popsicles were a tasty distraction when I was in early-mid labor with my second son–and though it wasn’t summer, it was a sunny day!
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How beautiful and soothing to read – Jae
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That peach looks delectable, Lillian. Nothing much better!
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So many juicy shades of peach. Delectable and delicious!
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The peach!!! The most sensuous of fruits [in my humble opinion] your poem is delicious reading. [wonder why I have the urge to wipe my chin?]
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Biting into a s summer peach is the absolute analog revenge! Got me licking my lips.
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you have officially given me the cravings for peaches and all stores are shut here. Ugh.
such a lovely poem :D.
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One bite and juice dribbles down the chin.
You make it so realistic Lillian. ! In fact it brings back childhood memories of the real thing. The mark of a great poem capturing a common experience of old irrespective of location around the globe. Thanks for hosting, Ma’am!
Hank
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Oh beautiful, i can just taste it, feel the juice running down my chin. Lovely, vivid descriptions.
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Colourful and mouth-watering at the same time!
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Sensory delight indeed Lillian.
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