Evil Apple Tree.
I look out of my window and see agricultural wasteland.
Overtime slowly it has been destroyed by my own hand.
Remnants of hundreds of plants that I planted with care.
So, their natural beauty my neighbours and I could share.
Books I read from verse to verse and chapter to chapter.
Where to place them, how to feed, and when to water.
However hard I tried I could never keep a single plant alive.
They all got a death sentence when them I chose to buy.
Green fingers for sure is never going to be my nickname.
Plants are telling me I shouldn’t be in the gardening game.
Yet I still question am I responsible for all these deaths.
Or does my garden have some old hidden dark secrets.
The only thing that has ever survived is a large apple tree.
That was in the garden long time before me and my family.
I do nothing to that tree, it just happily he gets on with life.
Yet everything around or near it, is 100% guaranteed to die.
Is it my gardening touch that sends them all to their death.
Is there something I should be doing that I always forget.
Or is there more to the tree than people are willing to tell.
Has that old apple tree in my garden cast the deathly spell.
Nataiella 1997.