Poems for an Apple Orchard 

Picking rotten fruit

The smell of apple lingers

To waft amongst snow

Branches bearing fruit-

Berries and the odd apple

 Shiver nakedly

Harsh November wind

Cackles through the orchard trees

Breaking naked twigs

(This artwork is my own experimenting with inkbrush.. I might consider making this into a print or postcard) 


5 thoughts on “Poems for an Apple Orchard 

      1. I am thinking along those lines actually!(maybe in the next post).. Trying to take in to consideration your reccomendations from earlier and using my poetry to adorn my prose

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