All a ’Quiver

bend that bow

draw that string

pluck that apple

aim straight and true

no telling what may happen



as the apple balances

precariously on that head

lived vicariously

pierced deliciously

desirous of heaven’s gate?



pierced to the core

bitten off more

than one should swallow

all a quiver

as eden’s gate beckons

© 2017 michael d emmerich

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