I had the privilege to write alongside some very talented, young writers this week as together we tackled the prompt of a character winning something or being given something unwanted. I think some of their ideas outshone my own by far, but I decided to share my creation about a young apple tree.
Happy Wednesday!
All Youth Is Dead
The heavy limb bent from its load,
an undesired bulge of burgundy
dangling out of grasp.
The sapling had spent several summers
in the orchard alley
changing from sprout to maturity.
Breezes turned to freezes.
It had known several of those,
but never this heaviness.
Worst yet, the swell would surely spread.
First one, then many.
Followed by the hands plucking, and
forest creatures nibbling.
Oh, the dread!
Pink blossom of betrayal
which shed its petals to make way for
fated fullness never intended.
And with that, all youth is dead.
© 2022 | K.Hartless
Artwork: Red apple on branch of tree by Matthias Hauser
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