Best Cranberries Poems

Thickly populated, not with society
Instead this uniquely lavish fruit
A trailing path of intertwining vines
Your taste buds soon to root

Deep scarlet red are the berries
With a cream-white inner core
Tiny seeds of brown amidst
This delicious treat of more

Perhaps a faint taste of bitter
As the berry first enters...

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Cranberry Harvest

The golden leaves crunch under my feet
As I watch the seven harvest machines dance
Across the cranberry field in choreographed formation.

The thick black rain clouds are blown by fierce winds
Allowing the bright sun to make an appearance.
The heavy fragrance of fall foliage is in the...

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velvet dusk drips ruby light
where the bog hums soft and low
mist curls like whispered secrets
on waters dark and slow

berries gleam like fallen stars
floating where the nightwind sings
red as love and red as longing
red as fleeting, fragile things

feet sink deep in crimson pools
visions dance in tangled...

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