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poetry, Poetry Forms

Aromatic Adventures of the Harvest

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
apple apple tree apples branch
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The scent of a cork
The fullness of the concord
Natural juices
These are the ripeness of life
Fresh and aromatical

Casks filled with cider
Scentfully of ripe sweetness
Tasting like heaven
Wiping of mouth on shirt sleeves
This is the gusto of life

Sweat working orchards
Dripping down the sunburned neck
Sliding to backsides
Freshness of sweat drenched arm pits
Ripe from lives labored for all

Taste the vineyards juice
Sip the ciders sweetness full
Thankful to labors
Making all things possible
With devotion to us all

Short Fiction

When Crystals Melt

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
focus photography of a ignited firewood
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Looking out the crystal covered window, Maizie moved to the fireplace and added what was left of the split logs, wondering where the next would come from. As the house began to warm, she placed the pot over the fire and warmed yesterdays leftover oatmeal, adding a little more water to make it stretch. Chopping up the apples from this year’s harvest, she placed them in the bowls for her family. As each child started waking, stirring slowly, wrapped in tattered quilts, threaded by many mends over many years, Maizie held her arms open and welcome each one to warm them with her love. After each child took their places at the table, they looked to their mother and bowed together. “Dear Lord, it is with whole hearts and welcoming souls that we are most grateful for our many blessings,” And then the door opened, he had returned from his hunt and they would soon know no hunger.

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This is in response to the Six Sentence Story prompt: Crystal

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