Take A Risk: Stretch, Grasp, Tug it Gently #dVerse #poetics

feet set firmly, she sees them
branches tipped over with fruit
spits into palms, rubs briskly
wraps arms around bole and heaves
thighs & calves jack up then grip trunk
snaking she reaches a laden branch
stretch, touch, grasp 'n gently tug it
for risks, the fruit's a just reward
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I was a good tree climber back in the day. For their fruit– mango trees, coconut trees, avocado trees. And for seed pods, you could find me perched on a flamboyant tree.

And if you wish to know how to climb any of my trees, please read the poem once again.

dVerse Poetics prompt: Risk

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This Post Has 23 Comments

Dora June 10, 2021 Reply

Selms,
If ever there were a perfect illustration for risk-taking, this one is right up there! And the reward, juicy. Beautifully written.
pax,
Dora
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Thanks for all this. Glad you read.
kittysverses June 10, 2021 Reply

I enjoyed your narration of you being a tree climber. 🙂
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  It’s true. And the prompt reminded me of that. Yay.
Tricia Sankey June 10, 2021 Reply

What a captivating little piece! It’s a type of dance, getting up that tree! Mystical image to match your words! 💝
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Glad you liked what your prompt brought out. Loved working on it. Was going for seven syllables per line then realized I didn’t know how to write a sevenlingy. Gotta read up more on the form. Haha. Thanks.
  1. Tricia Sankey June 10, 2021 Reply
    
    I’m no good at counting syllables myself, but appreciate those who enjoy doing it! 😊
Helen Dehner June 10, 2021 Reply

My kind of gal!! Cheers.
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Hehe. Thanks, Helen.
Lucy June 10, 2021 Reply

Very beautifully penned.
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Aww. Thanks for saying. Was fun to write.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg) June 10, 2021 Reply

Oh I think, sometimes you have to climb a tree to find the fruit…
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Yeah. The best fruit is the one you tug gently with your hands. Sweetest too! Thanks for reading.
ShirleyB June 10, 2021 Reply

Risking life and limb to enjoy life’s plump, juicy rewards. Excellent metaphor, well written.
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Thanks for reading and enjoying the metaphor. Loved the comment, ShirleyB. Be well. I wish you miracles
sean@bogie June 10, 2021 Reply

I enjoyed the fruits of your labour.
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  So glad you did, Sean. And gladder still that you decided to let me know. Thanks so much.
Ingrid June 10, 2021 Reply

I LOVE the image you’ve chosen, and how you’ve chosen to illustrate it. I think the greater risk may be in the lady revealing her ankles to the gentleman stood off to the side…
1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
  
  Hehe. Here a risk, there a risk, everywhere you turn — risks!
  Life, beautiful life, really.
  But I tell you, that gentleman in stockings will never make it up a tree unless he takes those off.
  … there a risk!
  Thanks, Ingrid. LOVE your comment. Now I’ll be singing this song until bedtime (which is close) 😆
  Be well. Good night.
  1. Ingrid June 10, 2021 Reply
    
    🤣 he does risk laddering his hose!
    1. Selma Martin June 10, 2021 Reply
      
      😝 😂
sanaarizvi June 14, 2021 Reply

Gorgeous write! 💝💝
1. Selma Martin June 14, 2021 Reply
  
  Thanks most kindly for reading and commenting. I’m overwhelmed by it. xo