I once was just a root.
Who started out so tiny,
Deep beneath the Soil.
It was so cold and wet,
Barely breathable.
Suddenly a small patch
Of light appeared above me.
I started to grow,
Growing, taller and taller.
I finally reached that light,
I grew right out into the open air.
The air was like a cool summer day.
Soon apples grew on my branches,
People of all ages came to me for my apples.
Apples that were juicier than ever.
Soon 10 years came,
I started getting weaker by the minute.
People Stopped Coming to me,
My Apples where did they go?
Now I'm just Broken and Brittle
I'm now just an old tree,
An old tree of nothing.
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Karri Duperron
I enjoy writing Poems and stories, that are inspirational and about my life.
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Snacktime Sonata Challenge Winners
Well, your Snacktime Sonatas made us hungry, and that’s about the highest compliment we have. Food — taste, smell, sensation — is a powerful conduit to the past, to memories pleasurable and painful and sometimes bittersweet, a mixture of comfort and challenge. Congratulations to Penny Fuller for Sativa — it’s a first win for Penny — a hymn to the “secret, unbounded/freedoms” of fresh peas in the pod. The narrative voice of the poem doesn’t really want to be outside, but finds joy in the green things of the earth; this is a lovely work of resilience.
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