Consider the elegance of apples on plate,
observe the curve and glow,
an evanescent moment, await
honey-sweet and tart on tongue, the flow
we choose and accept
a willing temptation, rewind and see,
apples in the broad sweep of history,
splendid or lamentable
events that may be
ordinary, secretive, or blessed—
ponder the rest.
This poem is inspired from the random words Jane generated today. The poem I came up with made me think of this song from the musical Ordinary Things.
I love the video! It’s so Broadway. I love your poem, too. I love your poem, too. Appreciating the beauty of ordinary things is one of life’s greatest joys.
Thank you so much, Liz! My first attempt after looking at Jane’s words was a rant, but then I focused on the apples.
Our daughter was in this show when she was in college. I really like it.
You’re welcome, Merril!
I’m glad you picked out the apples too. This is much more measure than my poem, which is more of a rant, but the sentiment is the same. We see simple, wholesome apples, or we see something more siniste.r
Thank you. I didn’t even notice the apples when I first glanced at it.
Yes, it’s weird, one or the other!
Looking for problems that aren’t there.
What we see depends on context. There is always more than one layer…(k)
So very true.
Beautifully composed, Merril: the apple is a fruit rich in symbolism, of course!
Thank you so much, Ingrid. Yes, indeed!
Excellent pondering, Merril. Interesting that you didn’t see the apples at first and the model isn’t looking at them
Thank you, Derrick.
What an interesting observation! 🙂
I love this (and that you chose the apples over the rant – though I can understand the need for both!)
Ooh.. I love Derrick’s observation!
Thank you so much, Dale! 😊
You are so very welcome! 🙂
I agree with Dale on everything! 🙂
That’s wise. 😏
And thank you very much, Luanne!
I really enjoyed listening to that song and I love the last line…’the color of an ordinary day’. There is incredible beauty in ‘ordinary’ things that are really not ordinary at all. And so, our days are gifted with so much that is extraordinary. Wonderful poem! 🙂
Thank you so much, Linda! It’s the last song in the show.
You’re right. I think sometimes we don’t take the time to really observe “ordinary” things to see how beautiful they are. Thank you for reading and listening. My daughter was in Ordinary Things when she was in college.
I’ve pondered. I want apple pie!!!
A brilliant poem for a brilliant fruit.
Thank you, Merril!
So much “history” with apples. This painting is quite sensuous, and your poem thought-provoking, As always.
Thank you very much, Pam. I wondered what the woman in the painting was thinking about.
wonderful the way you picked apples and life. Great poem
Thank you so much!