Apple Orchard Art Class Poem by Salvatore Ala
Apple Orchard Art Class
Paint the cider you taste
With a tint you create.
The golden delicious
Should ripen on the palette.
The brushstrokes
Ought to flower into fruit.
The composition
Must bare transition.
The rot at the core
Nature itself will restore.
Lastly, give the picture
A reason for being,
A return for all the beauty
And for all abundance.
A bushel, ladders,
A human shadow, an answer.
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