Gathering fantasies over here
Dog day stories having much cheer
Berries get loving stomp
Barbera wine we want
Arming our heart feeling cupid's spear
winy am-
monia mini
yams say i
am my
own way
high rep-
tilian brat-
boy schwing-
er rain-
ing ground-
ers through the
shortstop's not so
sticky wickets
A contradiction in terms
strange as it may seem
the strawberry is not a berry
tho' does go well with cream
and you may stop along the way
to smell them in the rose family
as botanically-speaking
it's a fruit actually
with seeds on the outside
suck it and see
pick one or two perhaps pluck a few
to make jam on scones for tea
What do you mean her hair is holly berry?
This does not computer said her cousin Little Jerry
Wait until you see her, and make your judgement then
“It really is holly berry!” he said, the fantasy can now begin.
What fantasy? I asked, because I did not know about his dream you see
This holly berry faerie is what he had been dreaming of since age three
They ended up being a couple until her pointed hair got in the way.
“Her holly berries poked me in the eyes, so I simply could not stay “
golden sun climbs high
longest day kiss the warm earth~
sweet scent mounts to sky
hills carpeted green
eager leaves drink summer light~
nature`s gift unseen
bees buzz all around
a rhythm of lazy heat~
time seems to slow down
birds` songs fill the air
sparrows hop from branch to branch~
sun`s wrath to beware
berry tastes so sweet
rays of sun, intense and bright~
ice-cream, such a treat
day`s orb sinks to rest
colours bleed across the sky~
mix of hues at best
dance of green fireflies
tiny sparks in twilight's gown~
a charm to the eyes
warm air holds its way
crickets start their nightly song~
hearts feel light and gay
silver moon shines high
sparkling stars in firmament~
darkness fades with sigh
the northern star gleams
guiding wise sailors at sea~
half the world in dreams
feasters quit their rooms
bonfires burn into the night~
flower crowns in blooms
the world feels soft grace
a moment held in its prime~
midsummer's embrace.
barefoot childhood
running in grandparents' woods
picking elderberries
the berry twins were happy in their patches
no other faeries ever felt they were quite their matches
blueberry faery’s produce was a delight in pies
they were also tasty plain; just ask the fruit flies.
strawberry faery’s produce was tasty in a malt
consumed daily by that imaginative guy named Walt
the other faeries tried to find produce of their own to feature.
The one who almost reached their success was M.R. Reacher
M.R. Reacher was a brownie who claimed peanuts as his own.
They were difficult to grow, not like brambles overgrown.
George Washington Carver made them more of a hit though
When he invented peanut butter, which made that produce glow.
B erry tasty; each bite a treat
E specially Deutschland yummy
R eturn for another nutty slice
R egale for my lips and tongue
Y es, all the taste buds stimulate
G o into the local pantry
U se only freshly picked fruits
T ake more than one slice
C an I stay; well at least for now
A m I satisfied; you betcha
K ingly fare, fresh, and mouthwatering
E ssential with cup of coffee
the new technique gave Nancy the looks she was striving for
Her hair looks like holly berries, said her doggie, Thor
That is what she was after said the cat who is always smug
The tips were pointy, when I gave her a tiny hug
Thor stared at Nancy’s hair as it walked down the street
Red and green hair, how could that be beat?
It was nearly Christmas week, after all
Her new hair was holly berries, pointy, colorful and tall
gorgeous berry bird
sparkling dazzling daintiness
reddish pink in hues
verdant crown of green
sitting on matching flower
an all-knowing eye
Barberry strawberry cranberry raspberry
Blackberry boysenberry cloudberry mulberry
Bayberry puchiuberry loganberry gooseberry
Berry berry nice!
Summer Hiku 10
brown cedar waxwing
devouring privet berry \
\
ground is her d n.
u i
s t b
He was an actor and a singer and his name was Mike Berry.
If you're wondering how talented he was, the answer is very.
He starred in "Are You Being Served" and "Worzel Gummidge" as well.
When it came to being a British singer and actor, he was bound to excel.
He also starred in one episode of "The Bill" and "Scatterbrook Days".
Mike Berry had millions of fans who are sad because he passed away.
[Dedicated to Mike Berry (1942-2025) who died on April 11, 2025]
fruit
we sway in the wind
but i grasp the air
in hopes it can sweep me from this branch
this branch-
preserving the purity of my skin-
is forced to let me fall
i rip from the loosening grip of my cluster
a wound on my side-
evidence of a new chance-
gifted by violent departure
i feel the air on my palms
i smash into the ground
mud covers my face.
i gaze up to the branch-
my past shimmers in the glaring sun.
a blue bird flies overhead
her beauty exerts itself effortlessly over my grime.
she parades her freedom
as the mud hardens under the kiln of the sun
i signal to the bird.
recognizing my flare, she glides to my side
and picks me apart
as i lay here-
opened up to this beast-
i listen to her speak
her tongue mumbles a foreign language
one that doesnt wish things away
a language learned from experiences
observed in her fulfilled juvenility
when all that is left
is the muddy skin on my back,
i sink into the earth
decaying for more time than i ever spent on a branch
why would i ever
excuse myself from youth to preserve my expiration?
i forfeit my experience then,
to gain a lonely breath here
Blue
berries
on the vine.
Gift of Nature.
Unrefined fresh fruit,
unwashed, eaten just so.
Option to blend special treats –
muffins, smoothies, cobblers, and pies.
Scrumptious splendor, sweet summer surprise.
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