How Do You Like Them Apples?

The Pearly Queen, on Friday nights,

Stands by her apple carts. 

As passers by  walk down the road

She shows fruits, pies, and tarts.

She asks each if he’ll by some sweets

And take a  taste or two.

She gives each one fair warning though

About what he must do. 

“If you must take your pick from these,

Whichever you desire,

Be certain that you eat it all,

Whole and entire.”

“Perhaps next time I’ll taste her fruit,”

I thought as I walked on,

Continuing through the twilight time,

Arriving home at dawn. 

This is my latest attempt at a poem for DVERSE POETICS . I’ve been trying to improve my use of symbolism. Anmol (alias HA) is in  charge.




11 thoughts on “How Do You Like Them Apples?

      1. msjadeli says:

        You don’t have to apologize about it, and I remember back when I tried before to read, like, and, comment on your posts regularly, once in a blue moon I could “get through” but I gave up after awhile. Anyway, just sayin’ I gave your blog due diligence for quite awhile.

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    1. larry trasciatti says:

      Thanks. I got the idea from Alexander Pope’s poem about the Pierian Stream. A little knowledge can be so nightmarishly dangerous, because context is all. Maybe it could turn into a short story


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