Apple peel, apple peel, tell me true,
who am I going to get married to?
I waited too long before I threw
the browned skin over my shoulder,
and it wasn’t until we were much older
that I knew my true love was you.
Kim M. Russell, 24th February 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: Peelings, Nothing More…
Mish is our host for this week’s Quadrille, and I love her introduction to the prompt, about life feeling like an onion, with layers loosening and breaking away, exposing new challenges. Which is why she has offered us the word ‘peel’ to include in our quadrilles.