Walter Cuthbert Blythe (![]() ![]() @ 2013-03-20 14:12:00 |
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The apple appears between olive leaves
Splash of red in the green of summer fields
It brings young men to their knees
A thunder clap that moves the trees
Dreams in the distance remain concealed
The apple appears between olive leaves
Smoke swept away by the warm breeze
All spirits broken remain unhealed
It brings young men to their knees
Truths in which they all believe
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield
The apple appears between olive leaves
Hearts adorned on brass buttoned sleeves
Until away they soar in coffins sealed
It brings young men to their knees
A moment of silence but no reprieve
Fallen fruit in a deflowered field.
The apple appears between olive leaves
It brings young men to their knees
Pte. Walter Blythe