Green (for NaPoWriMo, Day 28)

When I was as green
as any apple tree,
the truth was
apple simple.

Even now,
you never know:
I could still be
verdant somewhere,
if you scratch my skin,

and somewhere,
I think I may have
a few new leaves
yet—

celadon,
peridot,

emerald.

6 thoughts on “Green (for NaPoWriMo, Day 28)”

complynn says:

While I am happy to click the “like” button, for this poem it isn’t enough. Love this!

April 28, 2013 at 3:36 pm Reply
marilyncavicchia says:

Thanks so much, complynn! As of February, I can no longer win one of those contests for poets under 40, but I’m very glad to have resumed writing in recent years. 🙂

April 28, 2013 at 3:40 pm Reply
- complynn says:
  
  So this wistfulness is your own, too, then? (The 40s are great, though. Fear not.)
  
  April 28, 2013 at 6:53 pm Reply
  - marilyncavicchia says:
    
    I wouldn’t want to be 20 again, but the difference between this poem’s persona and me is not so big!
    
    April 28, 2013 at 9:22 pm
Jennifer Bullis says:

These lines are jewel-like. And I sure love the sound and meaning of “apple simple”!

April 30, 2013 at 12:05 am Reply
- marilyncavicchia says:
  
  Thanks, Jennifer! Can you believe we’ve reached the end of NaPoWriMo?
  
  April 30, 2013 at 6:41 am Reply