WILD APPLE

 

                       

                        This is not scripture it’s a dream,

                        a dream, the stuff our life is made of.

                                 – Jim Harrison (“A Dog in the Tomb”)

 

Wild apple on a stick, we pray

it’s tart and tasty in our veins,

then to our hearts to play

 

on the cinematic screen

in our brains while we sleep—

when we check out of the mundane.

 

Wild apple on a stick, we pray

it’s fresh and full of mysteries

left to address, our flesh enlived.

 

 

 

3 responses to “WILD APPLE

  1. The picture looks like it could be lava extracting out the precious moisture. Gr8 photo!

    Liked by 1 person

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