Recipe for GHOST APPLES:

It's got to be cold,

Then the apple gets old

And wet

Yet 

The apple is still inside the ice.

It's probably not nice-

To slowly turn to mush

Inside what looks like a plush

And fancy ethereal ice-cage

Where no-one can gauge

When the mush starts to drip

From the tip

Of the bottom.

All of the rotten

Apple gone, now forgotten

Apart from the exterior ice-imprint

Seemingly baffl-

ing-

The finder

AND short-term minder

Of the empty GHOST APPLE jewel.

Only a fool 

Who was ruled

By his heart-

Would take it home to impart

The knowledge of his find

To all of his kind-

Only to discover... it was now GONE. 

Forever. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alignment of several complicated parameters

Ethereal

 

ghost apples