Apples – bright as flame!
You children of the blessed tree,
With branches full; towards the ground
You’re pulled by august gravity,
So ripe, so rich, so round.
Apples – red as shame!
You beacons of fecundity
Amongst the dark-green leaves; you’re found
A-sway in all that melody –
The branches sighing sound.
Apples – sharp as pain!
The juice of love is tempting me
To take the woman, leafy-gowned,
In blushing, scarlet harlotry,
And green-and-yellow-crowned.
Apples – fresh as rain!
My hands reach out to pluck you free,
To build a joyful, tumbling mound,
To roll you with a juggler’s glee –
Fresh pippins by the pound!
You children of the blessed tree,
With branches full; towards the ground
You’re pulled by august gravity,
So ripe, so rich, so round.
Apples – red as shame!
You beacons of fecundity
Amongst the dark-green leaves; you’re found
A-sway in all that melody –
The branches sighing sound.
Apples – sharp as pain!
The juice of love is tempting me
To take the woman, leafy-gowned,
In blushing, scarlet harlotry,
And green-and-yellow-crowned.
Apples – fresh as rain!
My hands reach out to pluck you free,
To build a joyful, tumbling mound,
To roll you with a juggler’s glee –
Fresh pippins by the pound!
Author notes
The artwork is by Scottish contemporary artist Lesley Haycock, and the poem was specially written to go with her apple pictures. LH will paint on a commission basis - nature, portraits, abstract. All enquiries to Bookseeker Agency, PO Box 7535, Perth, PH2 1AF, Scotland, UK
Written June 13th, 2006
In a list
- Possibilities for AP Book 2 • next in list
- Published works • next in list
- Paintings by Lesley Haycock • next in list
A contest entry
- AP Book Contest: Get Published! (Last Chance!) by tinuelena.
1200 points, ended December 12, 2007, 57 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Clever Poem
A clever novel, very descriptive poem full of passionate imagery not usually applied to inanimate objects clever metaphor very well done I really enjoyed reading it Best Wishes George
When on my patch try my "Little girl" poem I think
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I'm glad you like this. The artist's daughter read the poem, and said, "Mum... it's not really about apples, is it!"

I'll check yours out.
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lol - who knew that an apple could be described with such passion?

well done on this one - you DEFINITELY added that little something to the picture

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I think I'll have one for lunch.
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Wow, what a fantastic poem! You really have a wonderful talent. The words you have chosen are absolutely perfect- "You're pulled by august gravity..."
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Thank you. I stumbled on an awkward rhyme-and-rhythm scheme for this one, but I found it worked quite well. The daughter of the artist who did the background, who isn't really into poetry, read it through, blushed, and said, "Mum, it's not actually about apples, is it!" I think she got the metaphor!
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you have such a talent you make m smile with it


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What a nice thing to say!
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My goodness, this is fantastic! I just came back from vacation (stayed at my friend's apple orchard!) and I would love to send him the link to this poem...with your permission, of course. I am smiling because this is just a wonderful way to start my morning
Love, Lane


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Thank you, Lane. Of course you may send this link, and if you like the pictures that went with it, have a look at this link too:
http://www.bookseeker.myby.co.uk/
Marie
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Mari
I can tell why you area published poet, Mari. This is
truly brilliant. For a moment I thought I was on another web-site.
John

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Yes I'm quite proud of this one. Thank you, John.
Lesley's daughter read this. She's not much of a poetry fan, but her face suddenly lit up, and she said, "Oh I get it, mum - it's not really about apples, is it!"
Well... it is and it isn't
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Mari, in Scotland somewhere!
It's not about apples then? I had to hi-lite the text to read it well. The text was sort of running in and out sight with the background so busy.
Well, I loved both the painting and the poem.
There is nothing, in my mind, more august than the will of a person on a mission of mercy.
Again, and well you should be proud of this. It is poetic concentration to the 'nth degree here.
May we all succumb to fits and bouts of it!LOL
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Nah! It's about sex.
I really wanted the background just as it is, but I struggled to find a colour for the text which would make it readable... I may try a few experiments.
"Poetic concentration to the nth degree" - I am flattered/
Marie
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Leave it to you to bring the apples in. Congrats, madame.


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Thank you, Marcy. It took about eight attempts to load this poem, and I didn't even think I had succeeded. It was done at the last minute too.
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This was delightful and amusing.
I'm glad you submitted it. I can't wait to put it in print. Too bad we can't include the art with it.
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Elizabeth, thank you. You're printing this? Wow! I am over the moon. Yes it is a pity you can't print the artwork - Lesley Haycock is a briliant and largely unrecognised Scottish artist, and deserves to be seen more widely.
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A very talented artist painted the picture(s). I am glad you liked this.
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this was a very pretty pice and wow with this background, so well done, thanks for sharing this piece and keep up the awesome poetry
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Not so much a pome, more a pomme, I would say
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Delightful. Mairi, this poem should keep the doctor's away for a while. I truly enjoyed this delectable pome.
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What - you didn't realise it was a metaphor?
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You had me believing we were actually discussing apples right up until the "punch line" verse - I should have known better! As always, you leave us with another delightfully sensual piece of profundity. Hats off to you, Sister Dear.
Toni
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If only it worked on certain people in certain other ways, Jon, I would be a very happy woman!
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You have, as usual, just flat exceeded all bounds of excellence! I don't as a rule like apples, but this made me want one. The tragedy, of course, being that no apple I can lay hands on this side of the veil would be as tasty or tempting as the ones you have written about. I once praised Toots for making me want a cigarette with a verse about smoking; but that doesn't take all that much, I smoke anyway. To make me crave something I don't particularly care for: now that's ART!!
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Glad you appreciated it, Poe!
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Oh how you write so well about that forbidden fruit..you've foraged
around in the Devil's playground,, and picked us a perfect poem..
red, ripe and absolutely pulpy...
lapoe...
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Elven Princess - I salute you with a gift of the rosiest fruit! {curtseys}
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Miss-apples - only a tad?
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Thank you, Bear
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wild child, LOL
Darling
I had to run
and bite into one
its tarp sweet juice
upon lips dripping loose.
Smoosh
Janet
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Of course you know I have to love this poem. It seems just a tad bit suggestive
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very good
quite a juicy write my friend
keep up the good work and thank you for sharing this interesting write with us -
Michael, thank you.
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Melodies - I thought you might like it

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Lovely and quite excellent!
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AH, sweet this poem is, and how I love it! It is beautifully presented and delicious, all the way around! Your mind and heart are appreciated by me and many more, who sit at your feet and listen to you recite your lovely and astonishing words.
Thank you for sharing this with me!
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