Taking the PPC4 - 52 Weeks of Poetry

Prompt 27 (29th January 2024)

Apple Orchard Acrostic

An abundance of apples
bountiful on the boughs
cider, clear and cold
delicious
every
fruit full of flavour
Granny Smith's golden
harvest, hanging
is
just waiting
kissed by the sun
loaded in barrels
malus domestica
never disappointing
orchard
perfect pie filling
(quite the)
ripened russet red
sweet in the sunshine
thrown to declare love
unsurpassed
varieties for every taste
will meet all
(e)xpectations
you will eat them with a
zest