Apple a Day

Apple a Day

A Poem by Invisible Ink



An apple a day

and still the doctor knocks

by my bedside

his bag of metal instruments

I throw money away

while the wishing well talks

coins become tongues

hands become all thumbs

I grope in the dark

blind and dumb and

flailing about

like a fish out of water

As life, as we know it

swallows me whole

a Moby Dick

I cannot control

The first bite

stuck in my throat

like a snow white

I surrender, I go

© 2019 Invisible Ink

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I like the third line 'while the wishing well talks', the last line is perfectly OK and all in all a great piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is gorgeous. And the last line is actually my favorite part. "I surrender, I go." This poem is easy to relate to, at least for me. Kudos to you, man.

Posted 8 Years Ago

i loved the description, you really painted an image. it was so vivid and pretty.

Posted 9 Years Ago

nice imagery and well-placed words

Posted 10 Years Ago

This a wonderfull poem, as far as I know an apple a day dosnt keep the docter away, you just have to pay. I enjoyed reading this, and this is well written.
nicely done InvisibleInk!

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A great poem.
Great Job

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Boy, you are deeper than any well! I love your writing! It absolutely invigorates me! Great job!

Still perfect - two years later! ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on April 12, 2008
Last Updated on January 19, 2019


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