W.C. Hull Poet Free verse

Disappearing Blueberries

I came upon some blueberries
While strolling through a country woods.
So big, so plump and very ripe
And they were growing all around.

I was amazed that no one had
Yet come by here and picked them all.
So, from my pocket I took out
A shopping bag and set about

To pick as many as I could
Before the sun of day went down.
But, when I turned they’d disappeared
And they were no where to be found. 

I could not believe my two eyes
That they were there and now were gone.
But, that was it and my secret
I’ve never told a soul but you.

W.C.Hull © 2020-14-7-WCH-2-22
W.C.Hull © 2020-14-7-H1481-2591-I53-K53-4-L61-4

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David Smith August 29, 2021 at 2:29 AM It bears a resemblance to another story. Always good to see what others can do to make this space fun. Have a great week David in NZ

Darlene De Beaulieu July 14, 2020 at 6:04 PM Hello W,C, Hull, what happened to the blueberries? Where did the blueberries? Where did they go? this is a mystery. Enjoy your evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu July 17, 2020 at 1:15 PM Hello W.C. Hull, yes that is fun. enjoy your day my friend.

W.C. Hull July 14, 2020 at 7:17 AM Thank you. Just a bit of fun with blueberries.

James Long July 14, 2020 at 5:53 AM This was fun. How r u today? Lol, we are all just as sick as our secrets. I certainly hope that you feel better, friend, lol!