Orangery
He lives in an orangery
protected from harsh winter
by the warmth of inheritance
and orange privilege
Like many citrus scions
he assumes it’s bad luck
or poor planning that leaves
the rest of us out in the cold
The world must seem opulent
with tropical temperatures
year-round so we must remind him
Who fuels the stove and who bled
for the building which allowed
him to grow so very plump
(for this month’s Living Poetry Visual Prompt.)
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
Indeed we must remind him but in reality it makes no difference as history demonstrates.
LikeLiked by 3 people
True, we are easily distracted and turned against each other but we usually come together when the wealthy make things bad enough and I think we’re just about there again.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Indeed.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks.
LikeLike
This is so good and well penned! I am going to send to my friends and family!! 🙏
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m honored. Thanks!
LikeLike
Another one to be shared – if that’s OK with you? I don’t know if I’ll be able to copy over the image – I managed The Edmonson Sisters by finding the same image of the statue elsewhere and putting that in. http://www.spanglefish.com/berniesblog/blog.asp?blogid=15824
Anyhoo – accompanying image or not – it’s the words that tell it.
I don’t know if you have ‘Downton Abby’ on the telly in America? I don’t watch it, but every now and then I catch a bit of it when looking for something else – and I putter about how anyone can want to watch it – ludicrously rich people, all that ‘show’ built on the backs of the working people. And – the cosy cosy view of the servants when, in reality, if they put a foot wrong or failed to bow and scrape enough, were out without a ‘character’. You get my drift.
I simply don’t understand how anyone in these times chooses to watch that stuff – maybe escapism – but the servants and workers back then had no escape – except to the colonies. GGGGRRRRR.
My way of ‘escaping’……. https://theorkneynews.scot/2021/05/24/poetry-corner-into-the-silence/
The analogy of the orange – as a hot house fruit – growing plump on the effort of others – my – you do have ideas, and the words to express them.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks. Of course it’s okay for you to share my poems, as long as you give the credit.
LikeLike
Oooh! I learned a new word. I like this. Political but not in your face.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is just a poem about oranges.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Great one Bart, so imaginative and on point. I love “allowed him to grow so plump”, “citrus scions”.
Well done, M
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, M!
LikeLike