David Brown Poet Rhyme

Apple Pickin Time

Apple Pickin Time

The air is cool
Wind is swift
smell makes me drool
of apple crisp.

The trees are heavy
full of ripe fruit
or apple betty
warm and good

Apple pies everywhere
cooling on sills up high
wafting aroma in the air
other smells need not apply

Cider flowing in my cup
fresh from nearby mills
just one way is not enough
heating chases chills

Eating apples out of hand
A true joy sublime
Macintosh and Cortland
It's apple pickin time.

This time of year beckons
to all near and far
our culinary weapons
Apples are the star

So not to be forgotten
with heavy heart sublime
Ignorance is not an option
It's apple pickin time

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 20, 2013 at 7:12 AM - Enjoy the nature fruits - A nice poem David ! - Have a fine Sunday - xoxo // Anne-Lise :) David Brown October 20, 2013 at 9:48 AM Thanks Anne! Look for my first book of poetry due out in stores in a few weeks! David Brown October 20, 2013 at 9:46 AM Thanks Anne!

Deb Wilson October 19, 2013 at 10:11 PM This was great! Really made me feel Autumn..good luck in the contest luv,Deb David Brown October 20, 2013 at 9:47 AM Thank You Deb! Look for my first book of poetry due out in stores in a few weeks!