Through Glass – a poem

"Through Glass"a poem by Jeremy C Kester Draped overheadWith white underneathI watch from a window farBetween cushions of imaginationBright red and orange as the sunMakes us know it is thereBut for morning to take hold For more poetry, consider purchasing a copy of Jeremy's collection: Change of Seasons: Selected Poems. Click the link to get … Continue reading Through Glass – a poem

In Season

Last year I stopped eating apples. Let me be more specific: I stopped eating apples out of season. In the last few years, picking apples at a local orchard has become a ritual come autumn. My family goes, we get a ½ peck bag, and go to town. As I pick, I also eat. And … Continue reading In Season