Poem: May Apple Tree

Burst into ivory finery like fragments of cloud for merely two weeks before summer peaks and petals flutter forward coiling into dandelion fluff tasting fresh-mown lawn and breathing earth’s heartbeat. Today, I’m joining in David’s weekly W3 prompt on The Skeptic’s Kaddish. Today’s prompt was suggested by A. J. Wilson, who provided these guidelines: 12Continue reading “Poem: May Apple Tree”