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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I walked past leaving the noisy streets behind Entered a less travelled path leading to the woods Where the scene gleamed with refreshing verdure Here Nature lay in calm repose, deaf to all hustle n’ scuffle Welcomed by the scent of flowers and foliage, I stood in this engulfing ocean of silence. The place calmed my mind and lulled my nerves. As I proceeded, watching each blade of grass n’ flower I sighted a pathway between thickets Like the midline parting of a woman’s hair Seeing it strewn with stones and thorny brambles I was resentful to take that route, but something Caught my sight....! Amid the bracken There was a bramble full of ripe blackberries It was an unexpected bounty, the wilderness offered me How beautifully the ripe berries clung to one another Those onyx beads, those cobalt shiny spheres! How temptingly they looked in their glossy sheen Braving their prickles that scraped my wrists I reached out my hands to pluck them I wondered-was it wicked of me to have picked them? When I tasted them, I couldn’t withstand the temptation To pluck more and more, so sweet and succulent With no dust or dirt and not needing to be washed or wiped As the tangle of thorns caressed my hands and skin With bleeding arms and purple juice in the corners of my lips I plucked and ate them as much as I could With no can or container to collect them, I left the rest for birds and bunnies to relish While leaving, I felt the curved prickles hooking into my clothes As if inviting to munch them till my tongue turned into indigo hue. August.1.2022 Thoughts on Blackberries Poetry Contest Sponsor- Matt Caliri
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