The year Dylan’s mother died
I picked sprays of apple blossom,
wound its pink, off-white shades
in raffia for you to take to him.
Every year it’s out I think of us,
the children, how apples bring
the tree so low, until they thud
to the lawn, drumming the end
of summer. The blossom was heavy
when Dylan’s mother was dying –
old wood doing its best again –
and he, like you, was so young.
~Jackie Wills “Apple Blossom”
I can see, through the rifts of the apple-boughs,
The delicate blue of the sky,
And the changing clouds with their marvellous tints
That drift so lazily by.
And strange, sweet thoughts sing through my brain,
And Heaven, it seemeth near;
Oh, is it not a rare, sweet time,
The blossoming time of the year?
~Horatio Alger, Jr. from “Apple Blossoms”
Is there anything in Spring so fair
As apple blossoms falling through the air?
When from a hill there comes a sudden breeze
That blows freshly through all the orchard trees.
The petals drop in clouds of pink and white,
Noiseless like snow and shining in the light.
Making beautiful an old stone wall,
Scattering a rich fragrance as they fall.
There is nothing I know of to compare
With apple blossoms falling through the air.
~Henry Adams Parker “Apple Blossoms”
The rain eases long enough
to allow blades of grass to stand back up
expectant, refreshed
yet unsuspecting,
primed for the mower’s next cutting swath.
Clusters of pink tinged blossoms
sway in response to my mower’s pass.
Apple buds bulge on ancient branches
in promise of fruit caressed
by honeybees’ tickling legs.
Though I bow low beneath the swollen blooms,
I’m still caught by snagging branches;
showers from hidden raindrop reservoirs
collected within blushing petal cups.
My face is anointed by perfumed apple tears.
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