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More Oranges

April 5, 2019
By DicipleofChrist BRONZE, Eaton, Colorado
DicipleofChrist BRONZE, Eaton, Colorado
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I had two oranges in my pocket that day too.

It was like the first time I walked with her,

Cold, frost biting.

She was much quieter this time.

The first time had felt holy,

While this time did not appear it,

But must have been so.

I set an orange down after everyone had left, then took a few

Steps back.

The frost understood its purpose and so did I:

It slowly embraced the orange,

Wrapping its arms around it.

I pulled a second orange from my pocket and began to peel it.

It was December,

Like that first day,

And also like that day she was adorned all in white,

Walking through the snow just as white as her.

I tasted my orange:

It now appeared sour.

While she lay beneath the frosted earth,

I squatted down by her

Stone and wiped a line through the frosted orange and


Looking down,

I realized my tears were melting the frost,

Making the orange glisten brightly

In the cold December air,

Almost like a fire

Beginning to break out.

The author's comments:

A persona poem. From the speaker in "Oranges" by Gary Soto. All glory to Jesus Christ.

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on Nov. 6 2019 at 3:55 pm
starfeather PLATINUM, Olathe, Kansas
21 articles 0 photos 62 comments

Favorite Quote:
AD ASTRA PER ASPERA- to the stars, through difficulties.

I love that you've dedicated each of your four pieces so openly to God! You're exactly right to give the credit to him. Keep using this talent you've been given!