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Crabapple
Author:
SixHitsofSunshine PM
poem
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 38 - Favs: 1 - Published: 03-27-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2652516
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A planted tree, (cold derelict Hesperides)
with ice on its sad shoulders,
and mud-colored withered apples
hanging dormant on its reserved branches.

A mother tree denying death,
in icy indefatigable hubris.

I step on a rotting apple.

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