The Blush Of Apples Poem by michael oliver

The Blush Of Apples

Rating: 5.0

Those eleven apples
A seasons festoon
Green slowly defeated
And blush triumphant
So apples ripen
An aide existential

Innocent they'll fall
Picked or blown
The natural way
As things go
The Autumn conclusion
Sung in unison

Bri Edwards 17 October 2014

well, i had to look up festoon; it's good. existential is more difficult for me to deal with; a lot more difficult. do ripening apples act as an bring Autumn to a close? do you want seasons or season's; i vote for season's. i especially enjoyed: Innocent they'll fall Picked or blown The natural way in california, we are making applesauce at home now from backyard apples. yes, they are nice to look at, but eating the all-natural applesauce is even better. thanks for sharing. :) bri

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Valerie Dohren 12 September 2012

Lovely write, great reading.

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Indranil Bhaduri 07 September 2012

Mindblowing! ! Short of words to express my feeling.

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Subodh Pandey 04 September 2012

What a lovely write dear micheal I loved the passing analogy of autumn witb ripening....

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Autumn Jones 04 September 2012

This is quite lovely. The plain, yet beautiful subject is caressed perfeclty by the free form of the poem. I admit I am a little biased when it comes to the season Autumn because it is my name =)

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