Snap and squirt the sweetest juice
Through caramel cream
Tart Winesap candied
Are a tasty dream.
Come to Halloween
Stick with me
mmmmmm
Categories:
winesap, childhood, food
Form: Epulaeryu
IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT
Not a knockout to begin with
Dubious the juices beneath her skin
Hortense Winesap was a last resort
(after all the callers had needs)
She sat around the house
Feeling bruised and unwanted
Hoping every knock on the door
Would lead to a last of the sweet packages
Would lead to her needed fulfillment
But finally the late traffic stopped
Poor Hortense was left all alone
All sad and faded-red
A big truck pulled-up outside
Shook her shook her off the table
She rolled onto the bare floor
Split wide open –
The forgotten apple
Categories:
winesap, life
Form: Narrative
It is truly
Fall
when the trees
with grace
give way
the ripe leaves
falling
Is it true fall have formed ~
for formations ~ ~
~~~~~of~~~~~
~geese~
and seed pods ~
Truly Fall
with the frost ~ ~
/
/
on the
Winesap
apples ~~
and the thickening of the cats fur///////
When the trees
with grace ~~
rest ~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~blanketing the forest floor.~~~~~~~~~
Categories:
winesap, imagination, introspection, nature, nostalgia
Form: Free verse