There,
Among apples we sat.
Both
Squinting,
As young blood on legs
Sun-dried, slow.
Now,
As then,
Temptation's fruits
Are easily bruised.
Now and again.
A contest entry
- twenty five by AJ Morelli.
2500 points, ended February 16, 2008, 34 entries
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i saw this and went "apples?!"
I really liked this poem, it was short but to the point. fantastically written. -
powerful
Great write in such very few words captivatingley creative. LO-AMO SALUTE!!!!!!!! -
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My initial reaction to seeing the title of your poem was, "Apples, eh?"
This was really interesting, though my favorite style of poetry, it wasn't bad at all. 
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apples symbolically take us back to that 'garden' and other myths/places very tmpting to conjure up what could be meant by 'blood on legs' etc. very intriguing in so short a piece thanks for sharing regasrds zaj
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this is lovely, thank you
al
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Now, if I could only poem so well!!!!
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Paradise Lost ...
may be regained.
Myra
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I really like the imagery that is portrayed in this poem. Good luck on the contest!
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This is a startling use of imagery that lifts these few words into a class of their own, a brilliant and thoughtful piece of work.
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Well chosen words that accompany and convey vivid images. Best of luck.
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