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Its Apple Picking Time

Fresh juice runs down her chin. Fresh autumn air climbs through the orchard. It’s apple picking time. A zipping swoosh overhead with laughs and legs swinging. Bushel baskets, cram-filled, on the ground. Can’t reach? A palm will hoist children onto a branch. The unwaxed orbs plucked until each tree is bare. Deep diving, winding through the trees, to find more. Occasionally, snatching a good one around the roots. Bees are buzzing - the sweetness is driving them wild. Robust garden, of Autumn’s breast, beating, with hearts. Teen boys spy the apple of their eyes - cute schoolgirls wrapped in wool whilst parents shop for cider and doughnuts. Favorite apples go home: Honeycrisp and Cosmic Crisp, Granny Smith, Pink Lady, McIntosh, and Green Apple Dragon. Depends on where you live, whether the apple makes a sound at all, whether Newton’s offspring knocks you out. Time to go home, make a Dutch apple pie, something sour or sweet, take a bite out of the tree of life, drizzled with caramel.

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Karen Jones

Date: 10/6/2023 12:58:00 AM

Congratulations on a win!

Anisha Dutta

Date: 9/30/2023 10:55:00 AM

Teen boys spy the.....cute school girls... ...... whether Newton's offspring knocks you out.. ... Nice ! All the best..

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/5/2023 6:03:00 PM

Thank you, Anisha!

Anitha Jayasankar

Date: 9/30/2023 3:58:00 AM

This is such a nice take on the contest Kim..."whether Newton's offspring knocks you out"...ha...I felt as if am in the orchard amidst sweet ripe apples. Best wishes in the contest. Hope you are doing great. Hugs...~ Ani

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/30/2023 5:06:00 AM

Thank you so much, Anitha! I appreciate you! :)

Joanna Daniel

Date: 9/29/2023 2:58:00 AM

Sounds so enticing, Kim, we don't have apple trees here in the place I live, but must be jolly cheerful:)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/30/2023 5:07:00 AM

I’ve been a couple times!

Deb M

Date: 9/27/2023 8:55:00 AM

Kim its sounds like such a happy and inviting event for all to enjoy! Then a nice apple pie to eat later….yummo! You made me feel l was there in person enjoying the loveliness! Debx

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/27/2023 10:28:00 AM

Thank you, Deb!

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 9/27/2023 6:20:00 AM

Here in New England it's apple time and picking! Love your take on this subject, so many great lines! My favorite eating apple is the Macoun – a cross between the 'McIntosh' and 'Jersey Black'. Best for eating. For pies, I prefer a harder apple like Granny Smith. Again, enjoyed reading your poem. / Maurice

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/27/2023 10:29:00 AM

Thank you so much for sharing your experience, dear Maurice! Sounds yummy!

Paige Hind

Date: 9/26/2023 2:44:00 PM

A festive work! Got me in the season!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/27/2023 10:29:00 AM

Happy Autumn, sweet one!

Christina Bowring

Date: 9/26/2023 1:11:00 PM

Such a lovely poem Kim - I can smell the apples. My preference is a sharper Granny Smith! You’ve set such a lovely, delightful scene that’s so easy to visualise. ‘Robust garden, of autumn’s breast, beating with hearts’- just lovely! Also love the last line,’ take a bite out of the tree of life’. Perfect poem for autumn. Really enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing. Here’s to a good apple pie … Hugs and smiles to you x

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/27/2023 10:30:00 AM

Thank you so much for your lovely comment, Christina!

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 9/26/2023 4:02:00 AM

Just ate a small piece of apple pie. My blood sugar is rising these days. Such a lovely poem. Hugs my friend Kim.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/26/2023 5:25:00 AM

Thank you, my sweet friend! Hugs ~ Kim

Panagiota Romios

Date: 9/25/2023 4:20:00 PM

Well done, Kim. What a great picture tis is…, sharing..add children I CAN SMELL THE APPLES Pangie xx

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/26/2023 5:26:00 AM

Thank you!

Ink Empress

Date: 9/25/2023 11:32:00 AM

We dont really have apple trees in maldives: however iv always heard of apple picking during autumn. Seems like an autumn thing? Im not sure but you’ve made it sound so fun and beautiful! I absolutely love the way you’ve painted imagery here and how your lines flow you always tell us and show us things so effortlessly in a creative manner. Pleasure reading this

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 11:45:00 AM

Thank you, dear one! I am not going this year but have experienced it. It is a September thing in Georgia then we are on to pumpkins!

Eileen Clark

Date: 9/25/2023 11:04:00 AM

Good day, I love this poem! It brings this fall season closer to me as I'm housebound, thank you. It sounds like you really picked apples. We picked blueberries every summer with my grandpa, best regards.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 11:46:00 AM

I had the opportunity to pick blueberries in Maine, just before covid hit. Thank you, Eileen!

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 9/25/2023 10:21:00 AM

Apple picking on a crisp morning. Taking home the days bounty to bake many more treasures. But the greatest treasure of all, doing it with family.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 11:47:00 AM

I agree! Doing things alone is just not the same. Thank you, Jerry!

I Am Anaya

Date: 9/25/2023 9:57:00 AM

Sounds like a fun filled apple picking time in autumn, such simple pleasures! All good apples, green ones are best for us. Plenty of description and beautiful scene, Kim. You make me look forward to baking! :)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 11:48:00 AM

Thank you, Anaya! I love the McIntosh!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 9/25/2023 6:04:00 AM

- This autumn is rich in fruit ... pick your basket full ... thank you for wonderful apple poem, Kim - Can't wait to taste your pie :) - hugs

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/25/2023 9:26:00 AM

Thank you, sweet friend! :)

Valsa George

Date: 9/24/2023 7:07:00 PM

You have described an enjoyable adventure of apple picking. "The unwaxed orbs plucked until each tree is bare"..... ! Love it. Relishing apples in their pristine purity without being coated with wax is a delight. "Teen boys spy the apple of their eyes - cute schoolgirls wrapped in wool whilst parents shop for cider and doughnuts." Enjoyed the humor and reality of these lines. A lovely poem Kim.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/24/2023 8:44:00 PM

Thank you, Valsa! <3

Jeanette Brewin

Date: 9/24/2023 12:56:00 PM

A lovely, cheerful poem about apple picking. A good description. Well written.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/24/2023 1:09:00 PM

Thank you, Jeanette!