Orchard’s Plight

Branches droop, shiny red and ready.
Apples ignored too long, skin once taut
now caved in, ooze on ground below.
Sweet, rot-alicious smell draws gnats
as fruit flies swarm over boot slick ground.
Orchard sulks as farmer tends to corn.


Written for dVerse Poets’ Pub. The bar is tended by Victoria Slotto today and she urges us to write a poem in the style of Imagism….”the words are pure description.” Β Photo Credit: Petra Winkler.

44 thoughts on “Orchard’s Plight

  1. Victoria C. Slotto January 28, 2016 / 8:53 pm

    Oh, and these words are pure description. Our neighbor’s apple tree hangs over our fence and this is exactly what happens. Rot-alicious: perfect!

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    • lillian January 28, 2016 / 8:59 pm

      Thank you, Victoria! I will rest easy tonight….after reading all the comments at the bar, I was worried it wasn’t succinct enough. So very glad you liked it! PS: really appreciated the gentle reminder to folks about reading and commenting. Gone all day today…will get to the joyful task (although not really a task at all) of reading folks in the AM. Off to the sack now……till the AM….

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    • lillian January 28, 2016 / 10:38 pm

      Thank you thank you thank you! So very glad you like it….and can see it! πŸ™‚ Rotting apples popped into my head….have no idea why???


  2. Bodhirose January 28, 2016 / 10:10 pm

    “rot-a-licious” is perfect…I can smell it and picture those gnats and flies swarming. Love the sulking orchard!

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    • lillian January 28, 2016 / 10:40 pm

      Thanks much….I played around with that “word” — as in smell-alicious, decay-alicious and then found rot-malicious! πŸ™‚ So fun to make up words! πŸ™‚


    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 7:13 am

      When the corn calls…. 😊


    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 7:15 am

      Oh my! Blush. Thank you so very much – so glad you like it! DVerse is such an amazing place — I’ve learned so very much from so many in such a short time. Joined in late December. Got this posted late last night so on my way for enjoyable reading this morning! So many talented people sidle up to this bar πŸ™‚


  3. Kathy Reed January 29, 2016 / 4:38 am

    Terrific image….triggers memories of summers past and picking apples.

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 7:23 am

      Yes…the first home we owned in the early 70s was on 15 acres in the country and there were 4 apple trees on the property. I canned apple sauce and learned to put tin foil in the bottom of a pie plate, fill it with apple pie filling (made from the tree apples), freeze it, then take it out of the freezer and out of the pie plate, put it in bags stacked on top of each other, then do it again and again with that pie plate. I think we had only 2 pie plates but we ate Apple pie all through the winter! πŸ™‚


    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 7:24 am

      So glad you liked it! A fun one to write!


    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 7:24 am

      Oh yes…I can see them cleaning off their whiskers now! πŸ™‚


  4. writersdream9 January 29, 2016 / 8:36 am

    Great description! Growing up, we had 3 apple trees and the process is just as you described! Beautiful!

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 8:57 am

      Thank you so much! Glad you liked it πŸ™‚ Smiling I am while sipping my morning coffee.

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  5. Mary January 29, 2016 / 8:51 am

    Oh, those farmers definitely ARE a fickle lot, aren’t they? Enjoyed the mental picture of the apples sulking!

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 8:58 am

      ….once they get on those darn tractors….especially nowadays with their airconditioned cabin and music systems! πŸ™‚


  6. Melinda Kucsera January 29, 2016 / 10:05 am

    great poem! “Sweet, rot-alicious smell draws gnats” — that line caught me by surprise. I love it. It’s so true. My parents had fruit trees and growing up, I recall that smell which you captured so perfectly.

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 10:06 am

      Fun….so fun to create words and have them resonate with people! Happy I am 😊

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      • Melinda Kucsera January 29, 2016 / 10:34 am

        Yes because that’s exactly how they smell–delicious though you know they’re rotting. It’s a scent that droves one’s nose crazy.

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 11:29 am

      Did you smell it?? 😊 Happy to take you on the ride!


    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 11:31 am

      Mmmm…I prefer to think of the ones I picked and made into apple pies—the beautiful aroma was tantalizing and many a time I burned my tongue on that first bite! 😊

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  7. vbholmes January 29, 2016 / 11:32 am

    You’ve provided atmospheric as well as strong sensory descriptions–a delight.

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 11:40 am

      So glad you liked it…smiling I am!


  8. Glenn Buttkus January 29, 2016 / 12:05 pm

    Whenever I see fruit going to waste, I try to get permission to pick the best of it & donate it to food banks. You did very well with the form, & thanks for all the lovely things you wrote about the rest of us.

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 12:38 pm

      Ah Glenn…..would that this fictional (poetical?) farmer had thought to do the same!
      Glad you liked the poem and I’m so very pleased to hear from you! I very much enjoy this group — am learning tons…and am so grateful to Bjorn for inviting me to join in mid-December! πŸ™‚
      So nice getting to know everyone!


  9. mishunderstood January 29, 2016 / 12:58 pm

    You did so well with the visuals. I could see those rotting apples oozing…..eww.
    The idea of the orchard “sulking” just topped it off!

    Liked by 1 person

    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 1:28 pm

      Thanks so much…glad you enjoyed…even with an www! 😊


  10. navasolanature January 29, 2016 / 2:02 pm

    This is great and I love the word rot a licious as all the creepy crawlies love that smell!

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    • lillian January 29, 2016 / 2:18 pm

      Made up words are so fun! πŸ™‚ So glad you enjoyed!

      Liked by 1 person

  11. katiemiafrederick January 30, 2016 / 11:00 am

    Bright eyed peaches
    desKing miNd/boDy
    cogs now
    one now
    peach wiLL
    stop rotting
    and ripe again..
    moving.. connecting
    creating fruition aLive..:)

    Liked by 1 person

    • lillian January 31, 2016 / 4:31 pm

      Thanks for the read and reply! πŸ™‚


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