overflowing
in lush, sumptuous trees
of needled sprigs amongst the leaves:
apple umber splashes
in the flittering green
tossed salad sea
as we rolled merrily
along the licorice ribbon road
in sunny citrus wisps
and spicy gusts,
from the open car windows,
and chatted, with great expectations,
about what we had packed
in the picnic basket
that sat on the back seat
in tantalizing wafts of delectable
aromas
as we sped on – appetites galloping –
to the park.
photo: Picnic Basket – W. Bourke
© 2013
Wendy Bourke
What a fresh, delicious poem - full of hope on "the licorice ribbon road."
ReplyDeleteLovely pic too. Where is that?
Thanks, Janet. The picture was taken in Burnaby Mountain Park, Burnaby BC. A rather amusing aside to the photo is that – yes, we arrived with galloping appetites, but (before “digging in”) I took my time arranging the lunch just-so and then (just as I was about to start snapping some pictures) a huge Indo Canadian wedding party (in the most beautiful white sherwanis and golden threaded sarees) descended (like a vision) with a team of professional photographers – to be photographed (against the foliage you see in the background) in every combination of groupings that any wedding party could possibly be photographed in (bride, bride and groom, groom with dad, dad with mom, etc. etc. etc.) Needless to say, once that epic photo shoot ended, I grabbed my camera - took the shot – and, together, we wasted no time before attacking the picnic basket with half-starved gusto. All things considered, the picture turned out rather well, I thought.
ReplyDeleteYes, great photo. And what a hilarious story ... how often does THAT happen?! :)
ReplyDeleteDelicious from poem to photo! I'm hungry just looking at it! The park looks beautiful as well...sounds like a lovely day!
ReplyDeleteA lovely day, indeed - thanks, Jennifer.
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