Delicious Things

After Lee Ann Roripaugh

 

 

An afternoon shower 

over a mossy green forest 

while you are inside safe

sitting by a three-logged fire 

that dances to its own crackling music.

 

The scent of fresh brewing coffee 

first thing in the morning 

with a stick of cinnamon broken

and soaking in the grounds.  

 

The intoxicating scent of smoke 

and rain swirling as one through the air.  

 

Fresh picked raspberries 

from the garden, unwashed

and placed on the tongue 

still warm and sunbathed. 

 

Did I mention the crackling 

of burning wood? But this time at night, 

and how it lulls you to sleep, 

a head nestled in a clean, soft pillow. 

 

And back to the trees, the ones with yellow leaves 

cascading from the canopy like confetti.

 

There are too many delicious things to name, 

and not enough hours in the day to enjoy them all, 

and you feel too guilty for all this beauty 

 

when you know someone else 

 

                                                somewhere else 

 

                                                                                     gets none. 

 

 

Xochitl-Julisa Bermejo is the author of Posada: Offerings of Witness and Refuge (Sundress, 2016), a 2016-2017 Steinbeck fellow and former Poets & Writers California Writers Exchange winner. She has work published in Acentos Review, CALYX, crazyhorse, and The James Franco Review and is a cofounder of Women Who Submit.

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