It's Still Life

Just Like Yesterday

Thirty 
nearly forty years now 
although 
     odd thing, time, 
it seems like yesterday 

we arrived here 
from a place where   
it was always warm 
and sunlight 
was fluid as olive oil. 

We lived in the midst 
of an old orchard.

Lemons grew 
in the garden. 
Thin-skinned oranges. 
Two olive trees. 
An avocado tree  
tall as our house.

Our flight
touched down in December.

It started snowing 
the next day. It didn't 
stop for six days.

We arrived here  
before avocados arrived, 
and you bought 
olive oil from a chemist 
in a tiny bottle,
     if you were lucky. 

Nearly forty years 
is a long time. 
Odd thing, time,  
it seems like yesterday.

Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 13 “Sequel“. This isn’t quite a sequel, more like inspired by a poem called Coconut by Margaret Atwood. PA’s Day 13 prompt is “Luck“. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter   © Misky 2021