Best Gooseberries Poems

Alaska The Rarest Gem


                     Salmon...

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Have you ever tried staying awake in your sleep?
Or fly when walking?
Maybe screamed loud in your silence?
Well that’s the way you make me feel

When you...

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Sitting here at my desk
Two hundred meters above
I watch the bustle of life below.
The slow moving traffic, the crowd at lunch-time
Pedestrians at the traffic lights
Heavy...

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Everything which
separates as useless
idealism, 
everything, but
sleep of leaning
gooseberries
evaporates and
floats. The skies
collected all the
warmth and
sweetness.
And I am nothing
just a mere winged
ant,
which chose to drop
its wings and...

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On a beautiful June morning very early we made our way down to the fields,
The men had scythes to ring in all the bustle for...

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what on earth do you do
with leftover gooseberry stew
do you bake it in a pie
with meringue sky high
or make a tart not so sweet
yet tasty...

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On a cold and frosty morning I gazed across fair fields, woods and copses,
I heard a wood-lark sing a sweet song, so sweet, hairs on...

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Where is the flavour,
That we used to savour, 
Many years ago

Ripe, juicy peaches,
Apricots and plums
That made flavourful preserves

They were made by many mums.
Gooseberries and Raspberries,
Black...

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Fruit Fairies

Green luscious trees sway gracefully in breeze 
humming song sung by work pollen bees
baby fruits cradled not yet ripen to fall
many are ready but...

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Sitting watching a June summer king establish his reign over hazy hills and dusty dales,
I could just hear a sharpened scythe's ring across green fields...

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Chokeberry bush is gardens’ heart and soul
 As it grows proud and tall
It produces barriers that can be eaten whole
Or can be made into juice...

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A long time ago-or so the story is told,
There was a strange occurrence in the Europe of old.
High atop a windswept, alpine peak,
Lived a girl...

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Welcome to my garden of love,
Pomegranates hanging from 'bove,
Peaches and apples do surround
Roses and dahlias abound,

Honeysuckle grows on the vine,
With gooseberries and cherries fine,
Lemons sprout...

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As I wake up in the morning
Scent of freshly bloomed jasmine floats in air
I walk out to the garden 
Fresh blooms sway in wind

I walk...

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Hearing the maids cry: "Come walk through our orchard Come buy,come buy:
Apples and berries, Lemons and Raspberries, Melons and Raspberries,
Plump picked cherries, Smooth checked peaches,...

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